"I mean there are people in my world born into a sort of... well, I'll be honest, I never liked predestination myself. But they seem to be into the idea."

The Philosophers, the Patriots- their urges to "make the world one", and the horrible lengths they were willing to go to do so. They might as well have been a cult. And like her own topics, enough of an issue to require veiled language. Big Boss, Ocelot? Both of a sort of military royalty. Trained and loved by the best and most revered.

While Miller's father had his own name, he was a bastard child in terms of that fate, already written for him without a choice.

"Trying to." Dig his way out that is. And... probably in the middle of a mid-life crisis, much to his shame. "I take it you've not gotten very far away from your own unfortunate circumstances yet."