Not many days before, Donovan had been listening to that same voice in the same patient tones explain the scientific exhibits that amazed Donovan as much as the elementary students around them. It was a stark contrast to what he was being told now which he doubted would be supported in any sort of museum, and yet Kyu-Sik seemed just as certain. Just as certain as his father had been when expressing his beliefs in the righteousness of heaven and the hell he was destined for. Just as certain as his roommate that argued quite gleefully about the existence of nothing beyond. Donovan really had no idea what to believe, but he never imagined that it was talk about reincarnation and Fate he'd having to take seriously.
Anybody else and he'd think this was an elaborate lie or odd prank, or the ramblings of somebody with a questionable grasp on reality. But it was Kyu-Sik, one of the few people he'd allowed himself to trust not to lie to him. That didn't make it any easier to accept, trying to reconcile it with what limited understanding of the world he had.
Donovan swallowed hard. "Oh," he managed, at a loss for what else he was expected to add. "And I'd just be in the way of... all that, is that it?"