[ see it he does, but it doesn’t bother him, to know with immediate clarity that he’s being compared to someone else. this must be reiji. dextera has a name for the face now, this person that’s come up just once or twice in all the months he’s known gen now, but who seems to have an immeasurable impact on gen anyway. he’s someone gen keeps close to his chest.
dextera wonders who gen is really talking to when he makes that request, and then he just as quickly decides it doesn’t matter. ]
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[ he has to think. he wants to give gen’s question the answer it deserves, and he does understand what gen is really asking without setting himself directly as the subject of the question. dextera does care. he does. and he does like living here, when the world isn’t turning against them and they aren’t forced to fight. if he were just a person with no stake in the future, he would be happy to stay.
unfortunately, he is a god—but he’s a lonely one. ]
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dextera wonders who gen is really talking to when he makes that request, and then he just as quickly decides it doesn’t matter. ]
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[ he has to think. he wants to give gen’s question the answer it deserves, and he does understand what gen is really asking without setting himself directly as the subject of the question. dextera does care. he does. and he does like living here, when the world isn’t turning against them and they aren’t forced to fight. if he were just a person with no stake in the future, he would be happy to stay.
unfortunately, he is a god—but he’s a lonely one. ]
You could come with me.