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[Does he sing? Why yes, of course he does! Does he know how to sing? You bet! And what does he sing? All kinds of stuff! A medley of different hits, including Brand New Stars (a classic) and Fusionic Stars (also a classic). He even sings a bit of the song he wrote at Reira's request: one with lyrics about welcoming new arrivals to the resort and extending a hand of friendship to them.
Of course he'd already signed up to go onstage, but it seems his star power jumped out from where he stood, and he got pulled onstage earlier. It's all very impromptu, and his stage partner is some extra-tall guy with pointy ears who's really hamming it up. But no matter. Every good performer knows how to improvise, and Hiyori Tomoe is an exemplary idol. He's already getting into the swing of things!
So much so that when the tall, dark and long-eared fellow pushes him gently offstage, he can't help but frown.]
That's it?
[He looks around. No one's calling for him to leave!]
I could go a lot longer than that! And I'm sure all my fans would love an encore. Though I guess this was supposed to be just a warm-up...
[And it's also true that a new duo is being hauled onstage next, which most guest performers would probably take as their cue to leave. So after a moment, he does step down.]
Well, I guess that's fine for now. I'm in a good mood, so I'll let someone else have their turn. And then it'll be our job to cheer them on! Ready to cheer your loudest?
[ Midnight keeps his own performance very simple, staying with general chords and accompanying his new friend rather than overpowering him, but he does seem to have a knack for picking up and learning the melody as soon as his friend sings them. Surprisingly good for someone who isn't a professional session musician, one might say.
He laughs. What a natural performer. ]
One must make room for others to shine. I'll be happy to cheer them on with you. If they're half as prepared as we were, I'm sure they'll make quite a splash.
[ And he'll scoot them off to take a seat on a bench. Seeing as how Midnight isn't of a particularly high rank, he has to flag down a vendor and basically wheedle them into selling him two bottles of water, but he pays for them both happily and hands one off to his new friend. He does not ask for input on this decision. He grins and opens his bottle. ]
You're a natural, you know. Are you a professional?
[Said matter-of-factly. Not only is he a professional, but Midnight seemed pretty well-prepared himself. They're what you call a tough act to follow!]
But those are the types who need our cheers the most, so let's do our best to support them! ♪
[Orrrr they could go find a bench and some water. Either/or.
Hiyori's not the type to let himself get pushed around, but he can't deny staying hydrated is important for his voice. So when he sees what Midnight is up to, he waits for him to finish dealing with the vendor and accepts the water bottle.]
Thanks. I don't see anyone acting like dogs in heat, so hopefully these aren't spiked.
[You can never be too sure, though. Sadly.
Hiyori takes a drink, caps the bottle, and answers Midnight's question with a smile and a bob of his head.]
Mhm! You could say that. More specifically, you could say that I'm an idol! ♪ So that was more like my hundredth time going onstage, rather than my first time. I signed up to go on properly later, too, but it doesn't hurt to get some practice time in.
[ Midnight chooses a bench not too far from the venue so they can drink and enjoy the performance. He sits down and opens his own water, watching the new performers set up, but listening to his new friend with open pointed ears. ]
I've learned to take my chances in these matters.
[ An offhand remark for how complicated his relationship with food is, but it's not as though he needs to explain himself with someone he just met. He takes a sip. ]
Idols... I've met my share. You're certainly the sort that shines brightly, even under uncertain circumstances. Your fans must adore that about you.
That makes sense. You do seem like a free spirit~♪
[Rather than someone who frets all day about potential drugs in the food (or water).
Hiyori smiles and nods along to Midnight's praise. Modesty has never been one of his virtues, and everything Midnight's saying rings true to him.]
Yep! They sure do. Even if they're sad, lonely, uneasy or unsure of themselves, they can still see me shine. And that makes them think, "Perhaps I can shine like that, too!"
[Another sip of water, and then he caps the bottle, setting it next to him on the bench.]
Not that any of my fans from home are here. But there are still people who could use that message. Whether you're a new arrival and you're scared, or you've been stuck for ages with no end in sight, it can be awfully hard to keep your chin up. Which is exactly where I come in. I'm the sun who shines through those dark clouds! ♪
[He puffs out his chest. Then he continues:]
That's part of my name, by the way. The character for "sun." Which is sort of ironic, since they said your name is "Midnight," right?
[ Midnight focuses on the next act, ears still trained on his new friend, but his head turns when he starts talking about the sun shining through the clouds, expression pleasant, but somewhat unreadable. There's a small smile at the end of it, though. ]
The "hi" in "Hiyori"... Hm.
[ An acknowledgment. The parallels between Higashinese and other Higashis in other worlds strikes again. ]
Midnight, yes. The opposite of the shine of the sun. I offer a different sort of comfort, one might say.
[ ... Midnight looks back at the stage. ]
You're well-spoken when it comes to your philosophy. You've put some thought into it.
[ "Careful" is the word one might use with Midnight's phrasing here. Approval or disapproval doesn't figure into it. He would sound very neutral, even, if there wasn't an edge of strange hope to it. ]
The comfort of nightfall, right? Even I like looking at the night sky. And the moon and the sun are meant to be companions, so you can't have one without the other! ♪
[If he and Midnight had a name for their temporary unit, it'd probably be "Midnight Sun." You know, like the Twilight spinoff.
Hiyori doesn't take those last words the wrong way. He is sincere about wanting to inspire others, but an idol persona is still just that. There's thought behind it, like there is behind all personas.]
Thanks. As idols, we do put thought into these things. And I am still an idol, no matter how far from home I am.
[Spoken just a tad wistfully, perhaps.
He joins Midnight in watching the stage for a moment. But then he looks back at him and adds:]
Not that I use a stage name. Some of us do, but I don't. My name really is that bright and sunny~♪ Which makes me wonder about your name—is that a codename of some sort?
[ Midnight smiles at the optimistic spin on the idea. What was it that bard said about the heavenly bodies?
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she...
... Midnight shakes his head. Keita's right. Midnight has been spending a bit too much time alone in the library.
Midnight is accustomed to being in the same position with regard to constructing a persona, and the sincerity of it thereof, so he leans back, sighing in some genuine relief. This one has a head on his shoulders. That's always good. Furthermore, even Midnight can see that Hiyori is trying to spark a sincere connection between the two of them. There's no reason to discourage that.
Midnight stares into his waterbottle for a beat before taking another sip. ]
... Hm? Oh yes. It's a codename. I'm a combat operative... Well, I was one. Rhodes Island Pharmeceuticals Reserve Operator Midnight, squad A6. Hah. It's been a while since I've introduced myself like that.
[He stares, blinking as Midnight gives his full codename. Then he smiles even more brightly.]
That's a long title! Based on your looks I thought you might say, "My full name is Midnight the Dark Elf~"♪
[A reference to those ears, of course.]
I wasn't expecting the combat angle. You seemed like quite the showman up there. But I know a background in one doesn't preclude the other. Our producer is good at both things: putting on a show, and military strategy!
[ A gentle laugh, soft as a cloud and twice as light.]
No, not an elf.
[ There's only one of those left in the whole world, where Midnight's from, and she has problems of her own. ]
Military, eh... Well, a person is a simple collection of delightful surprises, after all. My commanding officer was the editor of a fashion magazine before she graced our squad with her own military prowess. Delightful woman. I'm sure your producer is the same way: full of infinite depths.
[ Ah, and to preclude any questions... Midnight waves his bottle in an illustrative manner. ]
Ah, we were technically a civilian corps, so all — or rather, most — of us were rather new to military training. Myself included.
[Hiyori smiles as he listens to Midnight talk about the commanding officer. Not the first time he's heard of a tough-as-nails woman recently; Vanitas talked about Jeanne in a similar way. Then Midnight says his producer must be "full of infinite depths," and he can't resist saying a thing or two in response to that.]
I guess that's one way you could put it! But if you told him that, he'd probably just say, "I'm moved beyond words to hear that my insignificant thoughts resonate with you in such a way!" or some other falsely humble thing. He loves feigning modesty, even though he overdoes it so much that it never sounds sincere...
[Hiyori is smiling even as he criticizes him, though. It's been ages since they've seen each other and he misses Ibara a great deal. Misses everyone back home, really. But then that's something a lot of people can relate to here, surely. He leans forward, smiling a friendly smile as he asks:]
In that case, what did you do beforehand? Was it something performance-related, or do you just like showing off?
[Less Midnight think that second question is meant as an insult:]
Ah, one of those types... Well, one does what one will, but I prefer to be very honest about how lovely and magnificent I am. You understand, of course. There isn't much point in giving others the wrong idea.
[ A small laugh. Midnight is being perfectly serious, of course, but suspects that Hiyori understands that this is a path that often goes misunderstood. ]
Both as well, for me, but I learned the guitar because one of my darling guests wished it of me, not the other way around. I'm no idol, darling. I love music, but it's a hobby for me, not a passion.
[ Midnight leans back on his hands, letting his eye rest on Hiyori for a moment before returning his attention to the stage. ]
I was a host. A good one. The best escort in Mitsukue's redlight district, I'd say... Well, not that that means much here.
[He gives Midnight a knowing smile. From one pretty boy narc to another!]
Yep, I completely understand. Honesty's the best policy when it comes to love, including self-love! And since I love myself a lot, other people might see me and think, "Maybe I can learn to love myself, too!" And then it's a circle of positivity~♪
[Idols are expected to be role models, at least to some extent. If he smiles, other people might smile. If he loves himself, then others people can love themselves. That's the goal, anyway!
But enough talk about himself. He asked about Midnight, he gets his answer, and that answer makes his brows jump. He hadn't known what to expect—for him to be some sort of bard strumming a lute on the riverbank of some fantasy world unlike his own, perhaps. But instead he hears thoroughly modern and thoroughly naughty words, like "host" and "escort," and there's no hiding his surprise.
Though after a year-plus of being in this place, well. It's hardly enough to scandalize him.]
So that's it. Things must be easy for you here, if you have that sort of background.
[Said airily, with a smile. Then he adds:]
That's what anyone would assume, at least. But you have your own struggles, too, I'm sure.
[ A nod. Happiness creates more happiness in turn when it's shared. It's a truth that Midnight's built a kingdom around... Looks like this young man understands that.
Midnight lets Hiyori finish his thought, letting out a hum of contemplation of his own. ]
One might think so, yes. I'm afraid my methods don't work on everyone. That's the whole point of the human experience, you know... There is no one person who is liked by everyone. To do that, one must become more like someone else, and less like themselves...
[ A sharp grin. ]
Well, I'm quite good at becoming the person others need me to be, but in a place like this, in order to win the game... I enjoy lying, but I'd have to be quite dishonest about myself and my intentions to stand a chance of winning. I don't like that. I don't like being required to cross my own lines in order to win a game with no concrete prize.
[ A light shrug. ]
I like my relationships when they're real, whether friend or foe. I won't cross that line, even if it would take me far here.
[He listens with the same light smile on his lips. But his gaze has turned a little thoughtful, too. The guy said he likes lying, but that was all pretty honest, wasn't it? It sounded it, anyway.]
Mmhm~ [A sympathetic hum.] I totally get you.
[Then he amends,]
Or what you said about wanting something "real," anyway. It'd be a bit much to say I understand all of it, when I've never worked that sort of job before. But being surrounded by people who don't really see "you" can almost feel lonelier than having no one.
[He's never had that sort of job before. But there was a period, however brief, where he'd "date" or go to bed with anyone who showed interest in him. He doesn't talk about it much, but he's alluding to it now.]
As for us idols, all of us want to be loved, but I'd say it's less "becoming someone else" and more like flower arrangement. You have to choose which parts to show off, which parts to cut out, and how to frame everything. It's all about balance~♪ But the parts that are there are real, at least in my case. I can't speak for everyone else, though.
[... but enough about him, for real this time.
He's still watching Midnight's face, his voice casual as he asks this next question, like he doesn't expect anything much to come of it. Unraveling the mysteries of Game 52 is something he's largely given up on doing, but even so, he'll ask, just on that off-chance this mysterious man has some new insight to give him.]
Anyway, you said the prize doesn't tempt you, so does that mean you took all that wish-granting stuff with a grain of salt? You don't think they'd follow through?
Mmm. The closer one gets to the top, the more isolated one gets. Moments when one can be their truest self become far more precious then... Those truest parts of oneself are often the most vulnerable, after all.
[ ... Or that's Midnight's experience, anyway. Not that he bothers to make that clear: after all, his former success has very little to do with who he is now.
Not that that's stopping Hiyori from pressing him for more, apparently... Still, Midnight has no qualms with telling stories about himself. Some of them are true, even. ]
There's very little satisfactory proof, at least in my eyes; all the winners I've spoken to seem to have gained their wishes with something of a cost. Perhaps they're at peace with the sacrifices they've made, but I, for one, haven't got a wish worth the sacrifice of the rest of what I cherish. It is what it is.
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Of course he'd already signed up to go onstage, but it seems his star power jumped out from where he stood, and he got pulled onstage earlier. It's all very impromptu, and his stage partner is some extra-tall guy with pointy ears who's really hamming it up. But no matter. Every good performer knows how to improvise, and Hiyori Tomoe is an exemplary idol. He's already getting into the swing of things!
So much so that when the tall, dark and long-eared fellow pushes him gently offstage, he can't help but frown.]
That's it?
[He looks around. No one's calling for him to leave!]
I could go a lot longer than that! And I'm sure all my fans would love an encore. Though I guess this was supposed to be just a warm-up...
[And it's also true that a new duo is being hauled onstage next, which most guest performers would probably take as their cue to leave. So after a moment, he does step down.]
Well, I guess that's fine for now. I'm in a good mood, so I'll let someone else have their turn. And then it'll be our job to cheer them on! Ready to cheer your loudest?
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He laughs. What a natural performer. ]
One must make room for others to shine. I'll be happy to cheer them on with you. If they're half as prepared as we were, I'm sure they'll make quite a splash.
[ And he'll scoot them off to take a seat on a bench. Seeing as how Midnight isn't of a particularly high rank, he has to flag down a vendor and basically wheedle them into selling him two bottles of water, but he pays for them both happily and hands one off to his new friend. He does not ask for input on this decision. He grins and opens his bottle. ]
You're a natural, you know. Are you a professional?
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[Said matter-of-factly. Not only is he a professional, but Midnight seemed pretty well-prepared himself. They're what you call a tough act to follow!]
But those are the types who need our cheers the most, so let's do our best to support them! ♪
[Orrrr they could go find a bench and some water. Either/or.
Hiyori's not the type to let himself get pushed around, but he can't deny staying hydrated is important for his voice. So when he sees what Midnight is up to, he waits for him to finish dealing with the vendor and accepts the water bottle.]
Thanks. I don't see anyone acting like dogs in heat, so hopefully these aren't spiked.
[You can never be too sure, though. Sadly.
Hiyori takes a drink, caps the bottle, and answers Midnight's question with a smile and a bob of his head.]
Mhm! You could say that. More specifically, you could say that I'm an idol! ♪ So that was more like my hundredth time going onstage, rather than my first time. I signed up to go on properly later, too, but it doesn't hurt to get some practice time in.
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I've learned to take my chances in these matters.
[ An offhand remark for how complicated his relationship with food is, but it's not as though he needs to explain himself with someone he just met. He takes a sip. ]
Idols... I've met my share. You're certainly the sort that shines brightly, even under uncertain circumstances. Your fans must adore that about you.
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[Rather than someone who frets all day about potential drugs in the food (or water).
Hiyori smiles and nods along to Midnight's praise. Modesty has never been one of his virtues, and everything Midnight's saying rings true to him.]
Yep! They sure do. Even if they're sad, lonely, uneasy or unsure of themselves, they can still see me shine. And that makes them think, "Perhaps I can shine like that, too!"
[Another sip of water, and then he caps the bottle, setting it next to him on the bench.]
Not that any of my fans from home are here. But there are still people who could use that message. Whether you're a new arrival and you're scared, or you've been stuck for ages with no end in sight, it can be awfully hard to keep your chin up. Which is exactly where I come in. I'm the sun who shines through those dark clouds! ♪
[He puffs out his chest. Then he continues:]
That's part of my name, by the way. The character for "sun." Which is sort of ironic, since they said your name is "Midnight," right?
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The "hi" in "Hiyori"... Hm.
[ An acknowledgment. The parallels between Higashinese and other Higashis in other worlds strikes again. ]
Midnight, yes. The opposite of the shine of the sun. I offer a different sort of comfort, one might say.
[ ... Midnight looks back at the stage. ]
You're well-spoken when it comes to your philosophy. You've put some thought into it.
[ "Careful" is the word one might use with Midnight's phrasing here. Approval or disapproval doesn't figure into it. He would sound very neutral, even, if there wasn't an edge of strange hope to it. ]
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[If he and Midnight had a name for their temporary unit, it'd probably be "Midnight Sun." You know, like the Twilight spinoff.
Hiyori doesn't take those last words the wrong way. He is sincere about wanting to inspire others, but an idol persona is still just that. There's thought behind it, like there is behind all personas.]
Thanks. As idols, we do put thought into these things. And I am still an idol, no matter how far from home I am.
[Spoken just a tad wistfully, perhaps.
He joins Midnight in watching the stage for a moment. But then he looks back at him and adds:]
Not that I use a stage name. Some of us do, but I don't. My name really is that bright and sunny~♪ Which makes me wonder about your name—is that a codename of some sort?
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Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she...
... Midnight shakes his head. Keita's right. Midnight has been spending a bit too much time alone in the library.
Midnight is accustomed to being in the same position with regard to constructing a persona, and the sincerity of it thereof, so he leans back, sighing in some genuine relief. This one has a head on his shoulders. That's always good. Furthermore, even Midnight can see that Hiyori is trying to spark a sincere connection between the two of them. There's no reason to discourage that.
Midnight stares into his waterbottle for a beat before taking another sip. ]
... Hm? Oh yes. It's a codename. I'm a combat operative... Well, I was one. Rhodes Island Pharmeceuticals Reserve Operator Midnight, squad A6. Hah. It's been a while since I've introduced myself like that.
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That's a long title! Based on your looks I thought you might say, "My full name is Midnight the Dark Elf~"♪
[A reference to those ears, of course.]
I wasn't expecting the combat angle. You seemed like quite the showman up there. But I know a background in one doesn't preclude the other. Our producer is good at both things: putting on a show, and military strategy!
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No, not an elf.
[ There's only one of those left in the whole world, where Midnight's from, and she has problems of her own. ]
Military, eh... Well, a person is a simple collection of delightful surprises, after all. My commanding officer was the editor of a fashion magazine before she graced our squad with her own military prowess. Delightful woman. I'm sure your producer is the same way: full of infinite depths.
[ Ah, and to preclude any questions... Midnight waves his bottle in an illustrative manner. ]
Ah, we were technically a civilian corps, so all — or rather, most — of us were rather new to military training. Myself included.
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I guess that's one way you could put it! But if you told him that, he'd probably just say, "I'm moved beyond words to hear that my insignificant thoughts resonate with you in such a way!" or some other falsely humble thing. He loves feigning modesty, even though he overdoes it so much that it never sounds sincere...
[Hiyori is smiling even as he criticizes him, though. It's been ages since they've seen each other and he misses Ibara a great deal. Misses everyone back home, really. But then that's something a lot of people can relate to here, surely. He leans forward, smiling a friendly smile as he asks:]
In that case, what did you do beforehand? Was it something performance-related, or do you just like showing off?
[Less Midnight think that second question is meant as an insult:]
In my case, it's both, of course! ♪
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[ A small laugh. Midnight is being perfectly serious, of course, but suspects that Hiyori understands that this is a path that often goes misunderstood. ]
Both as well, for me, but I learned the guitar because one of my darling guests wished it of me, not the other way around. I'm no idol, darling. I love music, but it's a hobby for me, not a passion.
[ Midnight leans back on his hands, letting his eye rest on Hiyori for a moment before returning his attention to the stage. ]
I was a host. A good one. The best escort in Mitsukue's redlight district, I'd say... Well, not that that means much here.
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Yep, I completely understand. Honesty's the best policy when it comes to love, including self-love! And since I love myself a lot, other people might see me and think, "Maybe I can learn to love myself, too!" And then it's a circle of positivity~♪
[Idols are expected to be role models, at least to some extent. If he smiles, other people might smile. If he loves himself, then others people can love themselves. That's the goal, anyway!
But enough talk about himself. He asked about Midnight, he gets his answer, and that answer makes his brows jump. He hadn't known what to expect—for him to be some sort of bard strumming a lute on the riverbank of some fantasy world unlike his own, perhaps. But instead he hears thoroughly modern and thoroughly naughty words, like "host" and "escort," and there's no hiding his surprise.
Though after a year-plus of being in this place, well. It's hardly enough to scandalize him.]
So that's it. Things must be easy for you here, if you have that sort of background.
[Said airily, with a smile. Then he adds:]
That's what anyone would assume, at least. But you have your own struggles, too, I'm sure.
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Midnight lets Hiyori finish his thought, letting out a hum of contemplation of his own. ]
One might think so, yes. I'm afraid my methods don't work on everyone. That's the whole point of the human experience, you know... There is no one person who is liked by everyone. To do that, one must become more like someone else, and less like themselves...
[ A sharp grin. ]
Well, I'm quite good at becoming the person others need me to be, but in a place like this, in order to win the game... I enjoy lying, but I'd have to be quite dishonest about myself and my intentions to stand a chance of winning. I don't like that. I don't like being required to cross my own lines in order to win a game with no concrete prize.
[ A light shrug. ]
I like my relationships when they're real, whether friend or foe. I won't cross that line, even if it would take me far here.
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Mmhm~ [A sympathetic hum.] I totally get you.
[Then he amends,]
Or what you said about wanting something "real," anyway. It'd be a bit much to say I understand all of it, when I've never worked that sort of job before. But being surrounded by people who don't really see "you" can almost feel lonelier than having no one.
[He's never had that sort of job before. But there was a period, however brief, where he'd "date" or go to bed with anyone who showed interest in him. He doesn't talk about it much, but he's alluding to it now.]
As for us idols, all of us want to be loved, but I'd say it's less "becoming someone else" and more like flower arrangement. You have to choose which parts to show off, which parts to cut out, and how to frame everything. It's all about balance~♪ But the parts that are there are real, at least in my case. I can't speak for everyone else, though.
[... but enough about him, for real this time.
He's still watching Midnight's face, his voice casual as he asks this next question, like he doesn't expect anything much to come of it. Unraveling the mysteries of Game 52 is something he's largely given up on doing, but even so, he'll ask, just on that off-chance this mysterious man has some new insight to give him.]
Anyway, you said the prize doesn't tempt you, so does that mean you took all that wish-granting stuff with a grain of salt? You don't think they'd follow through?
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[ ... Or that's Midnight's experience, anyway. Not that he bothers to make that clear: after all, his former success has very little to do with who he is now.
Not that that's stopping Hiyori from pressing him for more, apparently... Still, Midnight has no qualms with telling stories about himself. Some of them are true, even. ]
There's very little satisfactory proof, at least in my eyes; all the winners I've spoken to seem to have gained their wishes with something of a cost. Perhaps they're at peace with the sacrifices they've made, but I, for one, haven't got a wish worth the sacrifice of the rest of what I cherish. It is what it is.