where the sea breaks

the VOICE In reality's shadow the blind see best "It is very thoughtful of you." The Voice acknowledges with an electric smile, silently pleased to hear him so unimpressed with the methods of the other gods. By no means is the Voice petty enough to want to blatantly encourage hate of them, but if her creations see their flaws on their own, so much the better. Reaching forward, electricity sizzling painlessly against the fluid-tears that he's tried to wipe away, the Voice shakes her head. "But my darling you are exactly what I wanted. How could you not be?" She sits up, offering Clem a smile not unlike a cat might, having just eaten a canary. "Surely you don't think I make mistakes like that, do you?" It isn't meant as a reprimand, but a way for him to believe her. If he isn't what she'd wanted, it meant she made a mistake. And she doesn't. Not mistakes like that, anyways.