[ that’s just how things go, isn’t it. the archangel is so good at convincing people of the things he wants them to believe—or, yet again, maybe he just speaks the truth and dextera is the only person fighting it. ]
…
[ his brow furrows, the skin under his eyes crinkles up into a frustrated squint down at the pool that’s no longer offering him any guidance or insight into how amos might have ended up like this. really, it’s not something he had in the first place—he knows less because he learned more. ]
He’ll tell you. If you ask. [ he can’t believe that amos is inquiring because he’s worried about dextera; or if he is, it’s the same bizarre innocence that has annoyed him before. ] He’ll help anyone if they need it.
[ anyone, that is, who hasn’t destroyed the world. ]
no subject
…
[ his brow furrows, the skin under his eyes crinkles up into a frustrated squint down at the pool that’s no longer offering him any guidance or insight into how amos might have ended up like this. really, it’s not something he had in the first place—he knows less because he learned more. ]
He’ll tell you. If you ask. [ he can’t believe that amos is inquiring because he’s worried about dextera; or if he is, it’s the same bizarre innocence that has annoyed him before. ] He’ll help anyone if they need it.
[ anyone, that is, who hasn’t destroyed the world. ]