"I would love to see that, I bet it’s really beautiful!" Nunna buzzed with excitement. It was a rare occasion, indeed, in which she could lose herself freely in a nice conversation. And rarer still for her to hear of other cultures and things beyond Britannian borders. Suzaku had told her a few things when they were younger, but now it seemed that he didn’t care to remember the past very much. It had, admittedly, disappointed her a bit, but she didn’t wish to make her friend remember things that he preferred to forget. Still, a chance like this seemed nothing less than heaven-sent.
"You must come from very far away. The Holy Britannian Empire may not have always been this big, but it has been around for a long time."
'That is,' she mused to herself, 'assuming that what I've been reading is the truth…' she still wasn’t quite sure what to make of her “sheltered” upbringing just yet.
"I wish I could tell you what it’s like, but to be honest, I’ve never been outside of Pendragon- that’s the capital city, and where the Royal Family lives. And besides that,’ Nunna bowed her head apologetically, "I’m afraid I’ve been blind for most of my life. I could tell you what the palace is like, or the sounds that I’ve heard in the gardens, but that’s about it…"
The young princess felt it was unfair of her not to be able to offer a proper response. She had only just regained her sight; she herself was still adjusting to the world around her, and she was sure that her description would be completely inaccurate if she were to try and recall what the world was like in her childhood years.
"I have come quite far from my origin," he admitted.
More perhaps than words could express. Even he could no longer remember the planet once known as the ancestral homeworld of the First Ancestral Race.
"And have wandered for long enough that quite often I have no idea exactly where I am." He gave a slight shrug of his shoulder and a smile that was far more than slight. "A feeling that can be both discombobulating and freeing."
As the girl continued to speak, he listened intently, silver head tilted slightly as he absorbed her words.
"Blindness recovered," he mused. "Then you possess both the insight of those who can not lean upon the assumptions of their sight and the joy of those who can. Tell me…." "Aside from seeing the sakura bloom in spring, what is it that you would most like to see?"