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Great Maker. If one is born as the heir of House Mollari, has to endure years at court, enters the diplomatic service and spends years in a glorified box of metal turning in space with every obnoxious life form in the universe gathered in it, one cannot possibly be alone. In fact, solitude is regarded as the ultimate unattainable luxury, yes?
Ah, well. I shall no longer pretend to misunderstand the question. Once I told Vir I always was alone, but of course that is not true, and I do not refer to the earlier mentioned lack of privacy. I was not alone when Urza and I drank through the night in my youth. I was not alone when Adira smiled at me through a crowded night club here on this station. I was not alone when I woke up from the occasion on which I had been sure G'Kar would kill me and found Vir, beaten up himself, standing behind the glass in what Dr. Franklin deigns to call the "intensive care" part of his medlab and pressing his hand aganst the glass. I was not alone when G'Kar came to me while I was sitting in the Zocalo, told me he would sign a declaration, only not on the same page as myself, and finally drank from a certain glass. I was not alone when shortly after my arrival on Centauri Prime during the reign of our late Emperor, I told Timov to remove herself and Urza's children from the planet until there was, shall we say a change of regime, and she told me I was an even bigger fool than she has assumed I was and that she would never forgive me if I died now.
In fact, now that I think of it, solitude is overrated. And downright unfitting for a Centauri. We are not prone to seclude ourselves in meditation, as certain other species I could name, after all. I must change my current state at once and shall visit the Zocalo, in the spirit of patriotism.
Ah, well. I shall no longer pretend to misunderstand the question. Once I told Vir I always was alone, but of course that is not true, and I do not refer to the earlier mentioned lack of privacy. I was not alone when Urza and I drank through the night in my youth. I was not alone when Adira smiled at me through a crowded night club here on this station. I was not alone when I woke up from the occasion on which I had been sure G'Kar would kill me and found Vir, beaten up himself, standing behind the glass in what Dr. Franklin deigns to call the "intensive care" part of his medlab and pressing his hand aganst the glass. I was not alone when G'Kar came to me while I was sitting in the Zocalo, told me he would sign a declaration, only not on the same page as myself, and finally drank from a certain glass. I was not alone when shortly after my arrival on Centauri Prime during the reign of our late Emperor, I told Timov to remove herself and Urza's children from the planet until there was, shall we say a change of regime, and she told me I was an even bigger fool than she has assumed I was and that she would never forgive me if I died now.
In fact, now that I think of it, solitude is overrated. And downright unfitting for a Centauri. We are not prone to seclude ourselves in meditation, as certain other species I could name, after all. I must change my current state at once and shall visit the Zocalo, in the spirit of patriotism.
