Pierre tried to mirror Sunde's sanguine response to Yujin's cannonball. They almost managed not to roll their eyes. "Welcome to the 'chill zone', pilot," they said sinking back into the water.
Something about what Sunde said rubbed them the wrong way. They weren't risen to anger, more of a sense of academic challenge. Sitting with just their head exposed, they asked, "I'm from Kyoto, well it was Geshrinopolis when I was born, but that's besides the point. I've got parents. They 'gave me life' but it's not up to them to tell me who I should be. That's just not the purpose of parents. Being a Star Army soldier is a job. If being a medic brings you purpose, that's just the result of all the little quirks that make you you. How do you choose a purpose? The same way you choose a new shirt. Try things, some times you like them sometimes you don't. I told you earlier, I went to business school. Being a corpo didn't really suit me so I joined the army. Maybe in five years, I'll decide my purpose is to be a parent, or maybe I'll keep gunning for a position in Rikugun High Command. Then again, none of these are a grand purpose, they're just whims and ambitions. I think Asami's right, grand purposes don't exist. Your purpose changes, day to day, moment to moment. Right now, my purpose in life is to soak in a bath and apparently discuss things that usually only come up a few beers in." They paused, wondering if they'd rambled on too much and decided to refocus somewhat, "I know before I joined the Army, I can't really say I was super passionate about much, maybe that is where I gained a sense of purpose, or more likely I just found things to do that I found interesting and fulfilling. I guess I have two questions. One: what does 'purpose' mean to you? Two: why do you think we need a purpose? I expect a five paragraph essay on my desk by close of business tomorrow." They let out a small laugh, "I'm kidding, a verbal answer is fine." They gave Sunde a knowing look. She would probably have written the essay.