not me getting emotional over that scene where druig finally reappears--a little beat-up and worse for wear, but that’s alright because he’s alive--and makkari just knows right away because she’s become so attuned to the vibrations of the world around her, but specifically to his footsteps, that she could pick them out anywhere, even in a crowd of thousands, even after centuries apart, because he’s her druig just as much as she’s his beautiful, beautiful makkari, i’m sOFT
I've watched humans destroy each other when I could stop it all in a heartbeat. Do you know what that does to someone after centuries? Could our mission have been a mistake? Are we really helping these people build a better world? We're just like the soldiers down there: pawns to their leaders, blinded by loyalty.