CHULANE
"I wasn't aware either," he echoed. He'd had no idea of the workings of companions, of the impact they could have on one's self - of the awareness of a soul they could bring, particularly to the atheist-minded being that Chulane was. "It does," he smiled a small, soft smile. "He has bits of Kia in him, and a determination to live, which I… needed more than I care to admit, at the time." It was a quiet confession by the end, but he trusted Morgan, trusted that he could be honest with her in this - and was further vindicated as she spoke of her own experiences with grief.
"I could never forget her," he spoke not with defensiveness, but with agreement, with a promise delivered in sure, determined tones - and a hint of a smile, remembering the first time he'd ever met Kia, and she almost challenged him to grow bored of her over Deepfrost. That hadn't happened either, and nor shall this. No, he could never forget her, not when his whole experience in Caido was shaped around her - he wouldn't be where he was today without her.
"I could never forget her," he spoke not with defensiveness, but with agreement, with a promise delivered in sure, determined tones - and a hint of a smile, remembering the first time he'd ever met Kia, and she almost challenged him to grow bored of her over Deepfrost. That hadn't happened either, and nor shall this. No, he could never forget her, not when his whole experience in Caido was shaped around her - he wouldn't be where he was today without her.
it is better to know some of the questions
than all of the answers
than all of the answers
