Filling The Emptiness

BASTIEN i am the remedy to your heart, While Bastien could see that Anden was not immediately too impressed with him, he was pleased to see the man's expression soften as his usual charm did it's work. It was very rare people stayed angry or irritable with Bastien De Rosieres; his ability to turn the mood of any conversation around was something he prided himself on. When it came to Rexanna he did of course quieten a little, nodding with a soft smile at Anden's words, but determinedly did not linger too long; that was for later, when he was by himself in the night. "Well, that all depends on what you see as a monster, hm? I prefer to see our bodies as a new, better way of life." The Voice had given them forms that could be adapted, changed and added to as the user wished, making the physical form so much more than a restricting vessel. Musing on this, Bastien briefly lifted his pencil from the sketch of Anden and made some notes on the side of the page, in Italian as always, so that they may not be read by others. Il corpo Asceso stesso come opera d'arte? Forse le nostre aggiunte sono un colpo di pennello ... He looked up at the question, this time keeping back the smirk that threatened to appear on his face. "Because, my new friend, she is a Goddess. She doesn't care what any mortal thinks of her. If you wish to speak to her, grow close to her as a member of the Ascended, you will find a love better than any you have known...but don't mind her, and she won't mind you. The Gods are too busy to chase after mortals...or, immortals, in this case, but still not deities." I am the carbon collected. I am the printed upon your stars.