“We...”
Theia was about to instinctively answer that they were invaders, but she stopped to think before she said it. She had doubts whether that word was apt to describe them now. That's why after thinking for a moment, she gave a different answer.
“... We are sort of like a family. Like you said, because we are rich in variety, we were often in conflict at first. However, those conflicts are now what supports us. We hold each other's hands, knowing each other's good and bad sides.”
“That's quite a deep relationship.”
Theia's answer was slightly different from what Kenichi wanted to hear, but he was able to guess the circumstances from it. They had gathered together, by fate or by chance, and after repeated conflicts, they eventually took each other’s hands. That was how Kenichi understood Theia's story.
“That's why you will be fine too. I'm sure you'll be able to coexist with the underground people.”
“I hope so.”
If Theia and the others could, then surely they could too.
Holding on to that hope, Kenichi headed for his battleground.