He ran his claws through the fur on his on his chin, a scratching noise could be heard through the quarters. "Do you ever just sit and reflect on the code? The changes over thousands of years to it?" He asked inquisitively. "The severe differences between the original and the one we recite... why?" It was something that had always bothered him since he had learned about the code's evolution. "Is there emotion or isn't there? Is there ignorance? Is there passion? Is there chaos? Is there death? Why change it? Who was right? Or are they simply words?" He didn't think she'd have the answer. How could she? It was a matter of personal interpretation.