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"Fascinating." You reply immediately, lacking all the judgement one would likely expect from a demi-god on the subject of the Voice. "She displays a complex grasp on bio-mechanics and organic life. I believe that she is the logical conclusion of human-animal evolution."
You nod awkwardly at his thanks, very much wanting to look away especially as he looks at you again. Focusing on Astra, your fingers once again happily buried into her fur, you try to formulate an answer to his question. "I become part of the landscape when I stay still." This, he's likely noticed given that your legs and such have been mostly moss and earth for the entirety of the conversation. "I can...make people experience things. I can run tests and simulations without any real world consequences." Well that isn't strictly true. There are consequences, just not ones that you particularly care about. Emotional scars and wounds are not things you understand.
"Have they counted?" You reply, a brow slightly raised as you look briefly from Astra to Loren and then back again. "You have laughed 4 times in almost as many minutes. Statistically that seems like a lot, unless this is a non-standard interaction for you." Or its something to do with you, but given that you aren't funny, you doubt it.
"Magic that is god-level." You reply, seemingly not phased by the self-referential definition. "If the Voice was recaptured, I would think."
You nod awkwardly at his thanks, very much wanting to look away especially as he looks at you again. Focusing on Astra, your fingers once again happily buried into her fur, you try to formulate an answer to his question. "I become part of the landscape when I stay still." This, he's likely noticed given that your legs and such have been mostly moss and earth for the entirety of the conversation. "I can...make people experience things. I can run tests and simulations without any real world consequences." Well that isn't strictly true. There are consequences, just not ones that you particularly care about. Emotional scars and wounds are not things you understand.
"Have they counted?" You reply, a brow slightly raised as you look briefly from Astra to Loren and then back again. "You have laughed 4 times in almost as many minutes. Statistically that seems like a lot, unless this is a non-standard interaction for you." Or its something to do with you, but given that you aren't funny, you doubt it.
"Magic that is god-level." You reply, seemingly not phased by the self-referential definition. "If the Voice was recaptured, I would think."
of course it's exhausting, having to reason all
the time in a universe which wasn't meant to be reasonable.
the time in a universe which wasn't meant to be reasonable.
