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[i][b][color=fff200]Yang Bethlehem[/color][/b][/i]

Hearing Ozzy spoke finally dissolved the awkward and budding tension between them, she was never that great in breaking the silence and this situation was hardly time for her antics at least.

"We're never there in the first place, don't forget that," Yang said as she stretched her arm upwards, not really comfortable with the robe getup. She'll have to get rid of it on the way back. "Besides, we did a job yesterday, so us fooling around for today should be overlooked."

"I'll recommend you take it easy for now, do some jobs that are at least close by or not require physical activity." She added with a hint of worry as Yang glanced at Ozzy injuries. It was due to her weaknesses that Ozzy had to step in, if she had been stronger or more decisive...

Yang shook her head at that and lightly slapped her head. It was best she focus on getting stronger in the right way.

Hearing Ozzy asked that question had her completely silent, not sure on how or where to even answer that.

"Funny, that you would ask me that."  Yang finally answered back after a long moment of silence and walking, her mind wandering and thinking to memories past. Both hands behind her head as her thumb tapped the nape of her neck. "My master asked me a similar thing and his master asked him that question as well. 

"Why do people suffer? Why do bad things happen? Why do they fight?" Yang had an inkling suspicion that this was a question that almost everyone in the temple probably been asked or ask themselves.

"Well, it's because people are bounded by their desires in the material world. Never realizing that in the end, everything will be for naught and that cultivation of the mind and soul is what matters." Yang recited parts of her temple knowledge with her eyes closed in a bored manner. Almost like an expected answer that a monk would preach.

People fight because they put themselves first and only chase things that matter to them now but not understanding that once they're dead, those things stop to matter a lot less. Karma will also then catch up to them and they'll face judgment. A perfect answer.

One that she herself doesn't fully believe in, recalling how an old woman was unjustly killed as she waited in vain for a lover that never even knew or love her back. That dampened her spirits, eyes cast downwards with a bitter frown. If that was the answer, she wanted no part in it.

"Gautama, the very founder of our belief, cannot answer that till the end. He merely showed us the way to save ourselves from the inevitability of our karma." Yang despondently said though she could be wrong on the details since she can't memorize the entirety of the scrolls.

"But...speaking on more concrete things." Yang gently placed a hand on Ozzy head, ruffling it playfully with a smile. "I'm thankful for you intervening. It was foolish, but also the right thing to do."

"Second, if you want, I can train you a bit in utilizing your legs." Yang went to a more mentor tone as she pointed out Ozzy physical strength. "You managed to lift someone that I thought you couldn't with your entire body, and I'm sure that some kicking techniques and with your talons, it's sure to help you."

"Ultimately, justice without strength is nothing but words. So get stronger, okay?" Yang winked at Ozzy to get his spirits back.