"Hm. Like that, I suppose, but more... Different. Maybe, just for me."
I pause, take a thoughtful breath, find a trickle of cold on the back of my hand and turn it around to see the ice cream is... melting onto my skin. I consider it for a moment, then lick it off.
It's less cold that way, but it feels more regular. Like the Darkness that actually sustains me.
"It's not just light. It's Light, it's... Shining. I had never seen anything like it before... Before you. Before your home. I spread Darkness, it is as natural for me as... As breathing is, for you. It created me, sustains me, and protected me. But it was..." I pause. It feels almost... unfair to say the next part.
Mork has never listened to me, but she has, does care. In her own... strange way.
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I pause, take a thoughtful breath, find a trickle of cold on the back of my hand and turn it around to see the ice cream is... melting onto my skin. I consider it for a moment, then lick it off.
It's less cold that way, but it feels more regular. Like the Darkness that actually sustains me.
"It's not just light. It's Light, it's... Shining. I had never seen anything like it before... Before you. Before your home. I spread Darkness, it is as natural for me as... As breathing is, for you. It created me, sustains me, and protected me. But it was..." I pause. It feels almost... unfair to say the next part.
Mork has never listened to me, but she has, does care. In her own... strange way.
"Lonely."