[He really doesn't. He's not just trying to be stubborn; he doesn't comprehend it, why Polnareff, who was so much happier living in ignorance, is pushing this now even though he's let it drop. His perfectly-shaped, slightly-sharp nails graze over the bear's ankle, and he looks at Polnareff with the most minute of frowns.]
Whatever it is you see, it makes you happy. Why do you want to see something that would make you sad?
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[He really doesn't. He's not just trying to be stubborn; he doesn't comprehend it, why Polnareff, who was so much happier living in ignorance, is pushing this now even though he's let it drop. His perfectly-shaped, slightly-sharp nails graze over the bear's ankle, and he looks at Polnareff with the most minute of frowns.]
Whatever it is you see, it makes you happy. Why do you want to see something that would make you sad?