[ His dad is so sure of that, but he just... can't be. Not yet when so much is unknown. Not when, from his father's own story, he'd fought this demon once and lost. It is a little bit comforting though. It makes him feel loved. He hasn't felt that in a while. ]
How many of the Ancients are here?
[ It feels weird calling them that when he's from an older time period, but he's not stupid enough to call them "heroes". The question is quiet and scared. He hadn't shown it with White Lily Cookie, but he was scared they'd want to hurt him. It's a very quick way to piss off at least two of the Beasts. There's a reason he kept his status quiet from Hollyberry.
... He doesn't speak at first, doesn't comment on the idea of finding his original self's things. Part of him is curious, and he knew at some point he'd want to know what his father finds about him, but... right now the idea turns his stomach. His mind fills with questions about how differently that version of him lived. Could it even be called him? What if they were completely different?
What if he'd had what Pavlova wanted? He doesn't think he can face that. ]
Okay.
[ ... he packs those ugly feelings up in a box to deal with later when he hasn't just arrived and had all this thrown at him.
His attention is quietly caught by his father's hair literally raising. He remembered when he was younger how it would billow about according to his mood, sparkling like the night sky.
He's not sure how to describe it now, and those were... eyes? In his hair? That had to be part of the corruption thing, but the first thing that came to mind was that he wouldn't be able to braid his hair if there were eyes in it.
... probably a sign that he's been through a lot, if ever there were one.
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How many of the Ancients are here?
[ It feels weird calling them that when he's from an older time period, but he's not stupid enough to call them "heroes". The question is quiet and scared. He hadn't shown it with White Lily Cookie, but he was scared they'd want to hurt him. It's a very quick way to piss off at least two of the Beasts. There's a reason he kept his status quiet from Hollyberry.
... He doesn't speak at first, doesn't comment on the idea of finding his original self's things. Part of him is curious, and he knew at some point he'd want to know what his father finds about him, but... right now the idea turns his stomach. His mind fills with questions about how differently that version of him lived. Could it even be called him? What if they were completely different?
What if he'd had what Pavlova wanted? He doesn't think he can face that. ]
Okay.
[ ... he packs those ugly feelings up in a box to deal with later when he hasn't just arrived and had all this thrown at him.
His attention is quietly caught by his father's hair literally raising. He remembered when he was younger how it would billow about according to his mood, sparkling like the night sky.
He's not sure how to describe it now, and those were... eyes? In his hair? That had to be part of the corruption thing, but the first thing that came to mind was that he wouldn't be able to braid his hair if there were eyes in it.
... probably a sign that he's been through a lot, if ever there were one.
He's so tired. ]
... Was yours like you, dad?