I don't know how... [At least, not without getting angry or insulted or any number of negative emotional responses.] Sometimes I wonder if anyone could understand.
And why shouldn't it define me? Because of what I am, I... [And he froze. He hated this. Hated trying to explain. Hated the weird looks. Hated how it separated him from the others. Yes, he could help them in ways that no one else could. Yes, he was happy that his abilities had given him a way to save them all from being destroyed at the hands of Ribbons' army of Innovades. But at what price had he gotten that? Being here, watching them, seeing how they were. He might be part of Celestial Being, but he still just didn't feel like he was one of them.
Would Setsuna have pulled so far away from them again if Tieria had been there in person instead of biding his time inside a computer? What had Tieria lost by going back to that kind of existance? What had he missed out on? He was beginning to wonder, and it scared him a little. He didn't really want to go back to what he had been.]
Have you ever spent time alone? So alone that you feel like you're losing something you've become? Something you wanted to hold on to?