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[goblinemperor]

[ Maia is unfamiliar with advanced technology, so he checks and double-checks and triple-checks to make sure the message he is posting will not bear his name, before he asks: ]

What would you do with your freedom, if you had it for the first time in your life and never learned how to use it?

[ The question is awkwardly phrased, true, but he really is pretty desperate for advice. One way and another, he's been pent up and under supervision since he was born, and now he doesn't really know how else to be. ]

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[bythehand]

[ Finn, meanwhile, has a vivid mental image of what it would be like for paintball to involve being on horseback. It's not a good image. Kind of nightmare-worthy, actually.

If this person looks into it, maybe they can be relieved that it doesn't involve riding. A pleasant, interesting surprise.

They seem like they could use a pleasant surprise in their life, ever. ]

I hope there's a way for you to find an alternative while you're here.

More impossible things out there.

[goblinemperor]

[ The simple kindness and optimism of that wish are, surprisingly, a little painful. Maia is still so unaccustomed, to people wishing genuinely for his happiness. And this wish can have no other motivations - flattery, calculation, self-interest, the good of Ethuveraz - none of that. ]

Thank you, kind stranger. Perhaps I will. The future is impossible to read.

[bythehand]

Yeah, definitely.

Don't be afraid to keep asking for help, either. It's a good place. A lot of us know some of what you're dealing with. Sort of like having a team on your side.