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I dislike your attempts to alter your appearance. You have done everything short of asking me to change your face’s structure, and I suspect you have considered this. You were created independent of Zanza. Your face is your own. I enjoy it because it is yours.
Are you perplexed? The answer is simple: though your face is, indeed, handsome, it is not where I gaze. It is your spirit, which breathed life into stagnation and remade the world in its beautiful image.
And I enjoy your spirit because it is yours.
And I enjoy this world because it is yours.