A little derisive, but mildly so. The pull of the sun working its effect, as does the nearness of Louis' heartbeat, breath, the stroke of his thumb. Going perfectly still, until he has that sense of detachment from his own self, as if they are one being with two minds in this sightless space.
He has felt what it's like when Louis seeks his own annihilation. He has heard how it did not sound that way, when Daniel showed him the memory of Louis' challenge to the Many. Here, he picks through these words, sifts through them, silent and fretful.
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A little derisive, but mildly so. The pull of the sun working its effect, as does the nearness of Louis' heartbeat, breath, the stroke of his thumb. Going perfectly still, until he has that sense of detachment from his own self, as if they are one being with two minds in this sightless space.
He has felt what it's like when Louis seeks his own annihilation. He has heard how it did not sound that way, when Daniel showed him the memory of Louis' challenge to the Many. Here, he picks through these words, sifts through them, silent and fretful.
Eventually, "You fight well," offered. "Viciously."