"You mean The Watch?" Ling asked, curious. He rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed. No one had ever explained it to him that way!
"I've been doing that since I got here. Is that a 'job'? All I do is walk around and patrol. But we never find anything." He sighed, feeling disappointment rise up from the very bottom of his toes. "It's super boring and I don't feel useful at all."
As they neared the building, Ling looked up at the windows, counting them row by row. His arms, he tucked back behind his head, casual. "I'd always thought a 'job' entailed labor. Yeah, like cooking and cleaning! Picking rice. Hauling rocks to build bridges. Messy stuff that hurts your back and makes your feet ache. I want to see what it's like to be a commoner," he mused, thinking of a few people who were dear to his heart that were in that category-- the dearest of whom was living in that very building. His voice grew soft and wistful. "Feel what they feel. If I don't, I'll never be able to understand."
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"I've been doing that since I got here. Is that a 'job'? All I do is walk around and patrol. But we never find anything." He sighed, feeling disappointment rise up from the very bottom of his toes. "It's super boring and I don't feel useful at all."
As they neared the building, Ling looked up at the windows, counting them row by row. His arms, he tucked back behind his head, casual. "I'd always thought a 'job' entailed labor. Yeah, like cooking and cleaning! Picking rice. Hauling rocks to build bridges. Messy stuff that hurts your back and makes your feet ache. I want to see what it's like to be a commoner," he mused, thinking of a few people who were dear to his heart that were in that category-- the dearest of whom was living in that very building. His voice grew soft and wistful. "Feel what they feel. If I don't, I'll never be able to understand."