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- We can only speculate about these matters, but it is unlikely that the goddess-mother cares about worldly affairs. You don't think about how millions of microorganisms live in your body, do you? I think it's all just human squabbles, the strong devouring the weak. Our way of life, unfortunately, proved to be uncompetitive the day Emperor Raidaark subjected our land to his will. - After a moment of silence, Creon spoke again. - Are you at least doing well materially? Given my asceticism, I cannot offer much, but if you need my help, I will do what I can.
—Raidaark, yes. I read about him recently. —For a moment, Klink's eyes flashed with frosty contempt. —Of course, I don't mean that he "cares" in a personal sense. Rather, in a general sense, like trying to build a dam against a raging river... But you're right, in the end, it all comes down to how natural selection works. I think I even retold your words to someone recently. But in my detached-from-life example, all these "matters" sounded somehow... different than hearing them now. ... As for material matters, don't worry, thank you. I have a roof over my head, and there is a place for honest work. And I have never wanted anything more in my life. Therefore, I can only reciprocate. Although, I think I saw your advertisement recently, so perhaps there is no need for my counter-offer?