I would, but I don't want to know. [His voice hardens there, becoming deadly serious.] Ignorance is bliss, after all. If I don't know, then I can hold out on the hope that maybe, just maybe there are more Time Lords out there, hidden away by the influence of a chameleon arch like I was, instead of...
Instead of what the legends I keep hearing say of their fate-- of Gallifrey burning in a war I only barely remember hearing the adults whisper of, the Time Lords all dead. [A dark look appears on his face--dark, and more than a little angry, and alien. Something completely non-Sora--and the hints of a forming grief, and hope slowly being lost the more he hears.]
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Instead of what the legends I keep hearing say of their fate-- of Gallifrey burning in a war I only barely remember hearing the adults whisper of, the Time Lords all dead. [A dark look appears on his face--dark, and more than a little angry, and alien. Something completely non-Sora--and the hints of a forming grief, and hope slowly being lost the more he hears.]