Adam regarded Altair gently, his clear, deep golden eyes seeming able to see into his soul. "You're still resisting this world. You know perfectly well that your old world is in the past and that you should adapt to the new one, yet deep down, you refuse to. That's a very contradictory state of mind."
"Is it because I know too much?"
"Knowing too much has made you lose confidence. You take every step with trepidation, afraid something unexpected might happen."
"That also fits the personality of you Dashi people. He knew nothing, so he treated everything in this world as a game. Only after becoming completely immersed did he start to believe it was a living, breathing world."
"But you were 'born knowing,' so you've always lived cautiously."
"I'm curious where you learned all this. Was it because of that 'Castle'?"
Adam's words brought a troubled look to Altair's face. He knew how abnormal a Spectator's abilities could be, but he'd never imagined they could be this abnormal. They'd barely exchanged a few words, and Adam had already dug up his deepest secrets.
After cursing inwardly for a moment, he said to Adam, "I know you Russians are very direct, but I didn't expect you to lay bare my secrets so bluntly."
Adam laughed. "Cultural differences lead to different ways of communicating. It's perfectly normal, just as you grumble about me in your heart before you speak."
Altair stared at Adam in shock. He'd never expected his thoughts to be read. But Adam didn't seem angry, and Altair said frankly, "Honestly, I really thought you'd be just like the rumors say: overflowing with divinity and lacking humanity."
Adam gave Altair a faint smile, then replied, "I don't really agree with their definition of me. I have my own humanity,