I ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ʜᴏᴘᴇ, I ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, Oʀ sᴏ ɪᴛ ꜱᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ Mun age; 25 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 (Post Season 2)
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He gave a chuckle at her joke, and a soft smile at the banana bread.
"Eh, sometimes you can do nothing but joke, sometimes the world is too absurd, too crazy to do anything else with. And I appreciate that Bee, but I'm just a lonely sinner trying to do better, nothing special."
"Oh, there's no need for you to tell me that, I'm acutely aware that is the case. I didn't have any delusions of it being anything else.
I'm reminded of a scene in a particularly recent piece of media..."
He cleared his throat.
"Of the things that made you who you were, which of them have you lost?
You are still a prince, you are still a mentor, stargazer, gardener, celestial cartographer, the only things that you are not beholden to are the things that seemed to bring you suffering."
"...It feels like a hollow attempt to reconnect with what I've lost, maybe you see it in a more positive light as the recipient.
It might very well be food for thought, but machines don't eat, nor do they think, and unfortunately for I, I am one."
He looked at his hand.
"It is a spiritual disconnect, but a physical one as well."
He clenched it tightly, talons piercing his palm, but no blood spilled forth.
"I see less and less of myself in myself every day. I've accepted what I've become, but I'll continue to mourn the person I was."
"...In a way, yes. Though I'd argue that those roots have long since withered, I haven't been myself for quite some time."
"The fall. I remember it. My mortal essence stripped away, sinew and flesh leaving as the quintessential core of my being was plunged into the Pentagram."