"You have reached Solus zos Galvus. I fear I am unavailable at the moment, but should your query be of an urgent nature, pray leave a message. I shall endeavor to return it anon."
So, what exactly is the concern here for these failed chimeras? That they are not being treated well? Was there any proof of poor treatment, or did it sooth their consciences knowing they could guarantee such care under their own hand?
Then that is hardly an equal partnership. You do not strike me as one whom would be subservient to another man when it came to romantic entanglements. He must be providing you with something worth staying for, or else I worry that you are wasted on him.
Though, you do bring up a good point. I have become rather skilled at guessing the ages of mortals over my eons of living among them, and there is a considerable abundance of youths among our numbers. I wonder why that may be...
Maybe it's just that this world is also a children's game in a lot of *other* worlds (including mine according to Charley) and so that inclines the space llama god to skew young.
I think the part that disturbed them the most--which admittedly bothered me when I found out too--is that the failed Nulls get their combat and leveling abilities removed once they're returned to Silph Co. They can't use moves. They're nothing more than pets. And while that would be fine if they were only pets to start with, to be something more and then have that something more taken away... I get why Thace and Winter were *so* bothered by it.
Though, regarding Jack, I don't know for *certain* he would disregard any potential jealousy on my part... I just have some suspicions, you know? I'm probably being ridiculous. And I wouldn't even *be* jealous in that case, at least in a sexual sense. And it's maybe hypocritical of me to get annoyed at the jealousy when I find his possessiveness sexy in other contexts. I don't know.
I mean, he's a pleasant companion when you know how to talk him down from things, what buttons not to press. He's fun. He's *funny*. Sometimes in an awful way, but sometimes my sense of *humor* is awful. And the sex is amazing. We're *very* compatible in bed. And our relationship gives me a sense of security that I'd been craving. Plus I like this cozy domesticity we've found ourselves in together.
And more important than all that... I'd never been with a man before this who not only knew about my... less acceptable personality traits, but wanted me specifically *for* them. I'd never had that kind of understanding before. I was freaking out the first time I had to attack someone in a heist, you have no idea how much, both because I'd never done it before to *anyone* and because I'd enjoyed it, and he helped me get my head on straight about it. I owe him *so much* for that.
... but thanks, I guess. For worrying about me. Though it's still funny to me that you *would* worry about me, given everything... but we've been more or less fine with each other for almost half the length of our prior feud by now, haven't we? It seemed longer when we were in the middle of it.
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Then that is hardly an equal partnership. You do not strike me as one whom would be subservient to another man when it came to romantic entanglements. He must be providing you with something worth staying for, or else I worry that you are wasted on him.
Though, you do bring up a good point. I have become rather skilled at guessing the ages of mortals over my eons of living among them, and there is a considerable abundance of youths among our numbers. I wonder why that may be...
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I think the part that disturbed them the most--which admittedly bothered me when I found out too--is that the failed Nulls get their combat and leveling abilities removed once they're returned to Silph Co. They can't use moves. They're nothing more than pets. And while that would be fine if they were only pets to start with, to be something more and then have that something more taken away... I get why Thace and Winter were *so* bothered by it.
Though, regarding Jack, I don't know for *certain* he would disregard any potential jealousy on my part... I just have some suspicions, you know? I'm probably being ridiculous. And I wouldn't even *be* jealous in that case, at least in a sexual sense. And it's maybe hypocritical of me to get annoyed at the jealousy when I find his possessiveness sexy in other contexts. I don't know.
I mean, he's a pleasant companion when you know how to talk him down from things, what buttons not to press. He's fun. He's *funny*. Sometimes in an awful way, but sometimes my sense of *humor* is awful. And the sex is amazing. We're *very* compatible in bed. And our relationship gives me a sense of security that I'd been craving. Plus I like this cozy domesticity we've found ourselves in together.
And more important than all that... I'd never been with a man before this who not only knew about my... less acceptable personality traits, but wanted me specifically *for* them. I'd never had that kind of understanding before. I was freaking out the first time I had to attack someone in a heist, you have no idea how much, both because I'd never done it before to *anyone* and because I'd enjoyed it, and he helped me get my head on straight about it. I owe him *so much* for that.
... but thanks, I guess. For worrying about me. Though it's still funny to me that you *would* worry about me, given everything... but we've been more or less fine with each other for almost half the length of our prior feud by now, haven't we? It seemed longer when we were in the middle of it.