African Exchange

He'd been oblivious to the staring eyes as his mind had been otherwise detained. It was unlikely that he even realized he was standing still. Such things perplexed him he'd come here to learn some things. But really he couldn't mimic their techniques or do anything with them. It was a problem that wasn't likely to change. Maybe just seeing how they did things was enough. His focus was snapped back from thought brought to reality now. He'd been asked what he was doing here as he brought his right hand to his chin. He seemed to think about it for a moment as he'd forgotten. "I came to watch the healers work here, to see if anything was different from their techniques and the Goteis. " He said softly knowing in his heart it was most likely they operated differently. The Gotei had tragically fallen behind drastically in terms of skills. But something else bothered him as he looked troubled towards the clouds. " You know I look to the sky often these days to try and figure out..what am I doing? " He said softly not due to him losing motivation.

It was like running circles around the place and getting nowhere. Perhaps he should stop turning to others for guidance. Whatever the answer became he was the one that needed to be satisfied. Takehiko looked down his azure eyes meeting the women. He just had the look of someone who needed someone to listen. He'd been on a long road so far in his journey. He'd seen and learned things about different subjects. Before realizing something entirely vital at this very moment. Every single thing he'd learned was utterly pointless and meaningless. Ulv taught him to breathe, well that's grand he learned something everyone can do. Cho Zi taught him how to poke places with needles and parts of mundane medicine. Great but the world now has tanks that can regenerate lost limbs. Momo taught him some kido he could finally use comfortably. That was the only thing so far as he felt a sense of frustration.

"I just can't wrap my head around it you know?" He said glancing towards the Palace and the symbols of power here. He knew she'd ask him what next or something like that. "Why is it, we always end up in war? Why is it always combat and fighting, do we truly have no other way? " Takehiko said wanting to slam his hands and flail around angrily like a child. He had Ruin but he'd yet to try and learn her powers or what she offered. So maybe he would start that now. Moving away from the things he couldn't learn any further. Maybe he just couldn't be a healer alone as it was too idealistic. Blood still poured through the streets. Takehiko found himself saddened because all he wanted was to help people. But it seemed the road he'd chosen wasn't going to cut it. He was going to have to suck it in and fight now and walk a path of his own. He was starting to understand why his uncle was that way. "I apologize, but I'm starting to understand why someone I know is the way he is..at least." He said softly to the woman as he didn't know his way around this place.

Takehiko had begun to understand Tsubasa and Byakuya both. He had an idea of what both men went through now. But perhaps only one thing was left available to him. Takehiko didn't know what else he could do now at this point. His uncle wouldn't approve but this time. It wasn't forging a signature or breaking any laws. He was going to a place where the fighting was thick. A place where the sides clashed yet. He didn't know what he would do when he got there really. But for now, he'd stay in Vastime. To consider this carefully before he did it because he'd not come back the same.