Enjolras's voice is very wry; there are layers of understatement in that one word.
He's found enough, between friends and Milliways work, to be able to mostly ignore how much he chafes at the lack of meaningful purpose here. He still feels that hollowed lack, every day.
"I've yet to find a good answer for it. To be a resource for others from other worlds, who might not have learned of egalitarian principles at all, that's something, but--" He gestures with his free hand, a small and eloquent turning up of the palm: but still, it's only a little, it's not enough.
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Enjolras's voice is very wry; there are layers of understatement in that one word.
He's found enough, between friends and Milliways work, to be able to mostly ignore how much he chafes at the lack of meaningful purpose here. He still feels that hollowed lack, every day.
"I've yet to find a good answer for it. To be a resource for others from other worlds, who might not have learned of egalitarian principles at all, that's something, but--" He gestures with his free hand, a small and eloquent turning up of the palm: but still, it's only a little, it's not enough.