[The discovery that yet another alien enemy race is presumably human-like drives Asagi to reflection. He's looking at the bonsai tree in his room, which seems to be growing fairly well.]
...The Wulgaru use an army of obedient clones to fight. These clones don't even have the will to refuse; they can only fight, and die when they're no longer needed. The Balmarians are similar; they want humans to be their soldiers. They want someone other to fight for them.
[A pause. He draws parallels to his own situation.]
...Are they really that different from humans?
...The Wulgaru use an army of obedient clones to fight. These clones don't even have the will to refuse; they can only fight, and die when they're no longer needed. The Balmarians are similar; they want humans to be their soldiers. They want someone other to fight for them.
[A pause. He draws parallels to his own situation.]
...Are they really that different from humans?
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She looks at Asagi curiously. "So what are you going to do? About all this moral quandary stuff?"
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She laces her fingers behind her head. "If you want my two cents of advice? Start building a life for yourself behind the Unity Group and MJP? Get some hobbies, makes some friends, take a correspondence course...expand your identity so that you're more than just a soldier. So that you'll have a life beyond MJP, when the Wulgar war ends."
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[Asagi pokes the pot with the bonsai tree.]