User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-30014014-20161115163339/@comment-30014014-20161116234419

"I see..." the fool crosses hs arms, a bit disdraught by what he was told "no matter how complex, no matter how advanced..." He sits without knowing, list in his thoughts "Does that mean she won't make her choice by herself? That she will be governed by her old instinct? A shame..."

He skowly turns his head to the doctor "Sir...i think i'm starting to feel affection for her. One that my patron has waited for quite a while. My heart is starting...to accelerate when around her. I feel...great gratitude for her company. It may look like i am calm, but to be frank, i feel...happy when mentionning her. But alas, after what your dear has told me, i feel as if...if i ever win her affection, that it well be simply because i was the first one to see her...to claim caretaker position over her well-being. I feel...as if it might not be f her own volition..."

The fool lowers his head,speaking to himself "I...i must find a way, to bring out her full sentience...even if it means losing her. At least, she will..." he stops midway, realizing his thoughts were not inner anymore. The fool hastily gets up "apologies, i seem to have spoken out of my mind".