"The pleasure is all mine... and thank you, for your consideration, earlier." I find myself responding warmly as Peter so quickly steers the conversation towards one of the things that interest me.
"I understand what you mean." I nod in agreement. "Sometimes the what and why are indeed so intimately tied to the who that the question of why eludes even the actor until the when and the where reveal an appropriate view of who she really was at the time."
"So whether I'm inspired by the selfish desire for experience with and knowledge of the arcane, the ultimately self-serving preservation of the Masquerade or the selfless drive to do good by laying a lingering and suffering soul to rest after so gruesome a death, I do not rightly know. All these motivations, and I dare say others besides, seem to work in concert to the point where my primary motivation is obscured. I am confident that if I stay the course and watch events unfold I will learn 'why'."
A bit ashamed of myself for rambling, I cast my eyes down for a moment. It was truly a blessed night if I found someone who looked past the banalities of what was and actively questioned the why, and not just the way of things but also his own ways... Or am I reading too much into the signs and making a fool of myself yet again?
"If you wouldn't mind me asking; if you were to venture a guess, why do you think you are here?"