"Existing," Gale echoes wryly. He drops into a crouch, holding out a hand to the leosylph gently. If it consents, he'll gently pick it up -- or let it climb him as it prefers. He just wants to stand without risk of dislodging something so soft and small! That, and maybe he misses Tara. The leosylph remind him of tressym.
Ah, but, that isn't the end of his answer, is it? He's existing, but with new problems. That's why he's here. Gale frowns, troubled.
"But something has... changed, in mine, since the Singularity. I'm aware it's a source of power, of potential, but I'm uncertain if the change is... one the Singularity has imposed on me, or one happening as a result of new stress on my decidedly mortal form."
He pauses, then chuckles.
"I'm not doing a very good job of explaining this, am I?"
Talking around it in circles, he knows. The fear of judgement has him holding back, but the consequences of ignoring it all could be far worse.
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Date: 2024-06-12 11:59 am (UTC)Ah, but, that isn't the end of his answer, is it? He's existing, but with new problems. That's why he's here. Gale frowns, troubled.
"But something has... changed, in mine, since the Singularity. I'm aware it's a source of power, of potential, but I'm uncertain if the change is... one the Singularity has imposed on me, or one happening as a result of new stress on my decidedly mortal form."
He pauses, then chuckles.
"I'm not doing a very good job of explaining this, am I?"
Talking around it in circles, he knows. The fear of judgement has him holding back, but the consequences of ignoring it all could be far worse.