[Knives considers that for a long moment, then shakes his head. What joy was there? Foreign world, foreign brother, everything that mattered stripped away..]
Not in this world. Life here is to be endured, until it is over.
[He hadn't wanted to die like this.]
It isn't a matter of simply not being able to move, as all things my kin enjoy that I cannot. My people are very... very far away. I can no more communicate with them than you can pass beyond the cage we're forced to dwell in.
My one remaining sibling is not the one I remember. He thinks differently, acts differently. [Ice blue eyes narrow slightly.] To try to speak to him, aloud or otherwise, is to deal with a stranger in my brother's skin. And you? Are your people so solitary that being cut off from them doesn't trouble you at all?
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Not in this world. Life here is to be endured, until it is over.
[He hadn't wanted to die like this.]
It isn't a matter of simply not being able to move, as all things my kin enjoy that I cannot. My people are very... very far away. I can no more communicate with them than you can pass beyond the cage we're forced to dwell in.
My one remaining sibling is not the one I remember. He thinks differently, acts differently. [Ice blue eyes narrow slightly.] To try to speak to him, aloud or otherwise, is to deal with a stranger in my brother's skin. And you? Are your people so solitary that being cut off from them doesn't trouble you at all?