I suppose it's not important anymore. I mean, certainly the loyalties are still where they ever were, but the political conflict is so far removed there wouldn't be much point to such labels.

[ Ein glances up at the night sky, listening to the quiet, peaceful bustle of the city. ]

It's still strange to me at times. That here, it is not a crime for me to exist. That I am never looked at or treated differently and can simply be.

It's as though I've finally caught my breath when I did not previously realize I was drowning.