He hated that question. They all asked him. Every day, the same question.
And here was that sky knight, asking again.
"Why?"
The Dark Ace rolled his eyes and yawned in response. "Does it matter?"
"Well… yes."
"Idealistic twit." His lips twisted in a cruel smile. "He was like you."
"Who?"
"Idealistic. Wishful. Stupid." Dark Ace could almost hear the young sky knight grind his teeth in response to his reticence. His voice softened to something like anger. "Blind."
Aerrow stood silent. Dark Ace glanced over. "I bet you're blind too."
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Author's Note: Total word count: 91