[sometimes...you are told by a dying man that you are responsible for the grown up hope of the generation before you and that you need to build the future and dream big. sometimes those words fucking haunt you as you make confused dog noises at murder academy.

but viola's stance is easy enough to understand.]

Not bad sentiments. I know it was a lot to hope for, but I guess I just thought the school had to have some record in order to make sure the wishes came out the way they were supposed to.

[but also, hm.] There are maybe things I'd wish for. [there is more to that sentence, but he isn't sure how to voice it.] I'm just not sure which one I would choose.