NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
"Don't dwell on it, brother - I'm led to believe that things like that are known as character growth." He shrugged his shoulders, seeming much more at ease with all that had happened than Loren. Then again, the wonderful numbness that replaced all sensations of pain (and pleasure, granted) gave him a startling clarity on the world that he very much appreciated.
With a chuckle, he raised his eyebrows across at his twins. "You don't want to test your ability to trounce me in a magic fight? Zariah was right to disown you." The jibe was warm and good-natured; even Ascended, Neron's wit had not been blunted, it seemed.
Still, he couldn't help but cringe a bit at hearing himself described as the perfect Launceleyn in comparison; it was embarrassing moreso because it was true than anything else. "Well, it is my hope that idolizaton can turn into mere acceptance of each other now," he said softly.
With a chuckle, he raised his eyebrows across at his twins. "You don't want to test your ability to trounce me in a magic fight? Zariah was right to disown you." The jibe was warm and good-natured; even Ascended, Neron's wit had not been blunted, it seemed.
Still, he couldn't help but cringe a bit at hearing himself described as the perfect Launceleyn in comparison; it was embarrassing moreso because it was true than anything else. "Well, it is my hope that idolizaton can turn into mere acceptance of each other now," he said softly.
