~27th Sun of the 6th Astral Moon, 1577~
(11/27/13)
Much... So much has transpired in the past two weeks. Even now, my head is still spinning as I try to recall the majority of it.
To begin, I am not sure if I previously wrote that Alice told me she had run away from home when we first became friends. I never thought anything of it. I have met countless runaways in my lifetime. That and Alice is intelligent, albeit stubborn. I gave her the benefit of the doubt and assumed she ran away for a good reason. Little did I know, her reason was even better than I could imagine.
Alice is a Garlean. This explains much about the girl's lack of certain social understandings...
Am I bothered by it? Not in the slightest. She communicated this fact to me after I spoke to her about my political and moral feelings regarding the war. I told her that the standard Eorzean assumption that coming from the Empire automatically makes you evil is absurd. Even the Garleans who kill for sport are not necessarily evil at their core. It is their way of life, thrust unto them by some insane tyrant from the moment they are born (or from the moment their territory was conquered in the case of brainwashed conscripts). I wish that some day, Eorzeans and Garleans can form a truce of some sort. Magic and magitek, when properly combined, could forge paths to new kinds of magic previously thought to be impossible.
My words likely caused something to stir within her. She felt comfortable with finally letting me know, as I would not reject her. And I did not. Who Alice was before she came to me means little. My Alice is my Alice, Garlean or not.
In more recent news, due to the very information I just wrote of, an attempt at kidnapping Alice was made... However, I really should get some rest. I wore myself out with training today. I will elaborate on this tomorrow.
