things and how they seem

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"Yes." You don't really think you should bring up atoms or anything smaller than that. Likely Loren didn't have the ability to comprehend if only because the scope was so horrifically different from anything he could understand. There was nothing sufficiently large or small enough in the furniture of the universe as he understood it, to make it at all clear. So you concede with a nod. "They are." You have to metaphorically bite your tongue to keep from elaborating. Technically they are and aren't what make you feel things, insofar as they are the technical cause, but not the exterior cause. But you'll wait and see if how he does with what you've told him so far before going on.

At this open invitation, you again feel the world begin to swell around you. If you needed him? Why would you? And should you ask around, or leave a note? Feeling your breathing quicken, you nod and pull air in through your nose.

'I like music." You say, tilting your head as his fingers tapped out an errant rhythm, before falling silent again as he began to speak. "People don't like talking to me." You reply, though there is no sadness in your voice or your face. It's a fact. "I don't understand them and they don't like me. Only Kai understands and likes me."

of course it's exhausting, having to reason all
the time in a universe which wasn't meant to be reasonable.

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