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[harderdaddy]

Text | Voice | Video | Action What are yah stupid? You know what ta do. kisses~

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[harderdaddy]

[His gaze softens in understanding, and it's clear he lived enough to know why that would be his deal. And why he thinks he can't go back. He strokes along Wen Ning's cheek with a soft frown.]

Ya deserve ta be a warden, selfless deal like that. No wonder he picked ya....You deserved better, ya know that, don'tcha?

[verynormalturnipseller]

It... wasn't fair to do to a child.

[That's as close as he'll come. He made it very easy to treat him that way! But when he was six it was a bit much. And if Angel has even faint memories of the same thing...

He twists and rests one hand and his chin on Angel's knee to look up at him with puppy eyes.]

I hope you didn't... die as badly.

[They both know it's no fun being impaled, but he hopes Angel doesn't also now know what it's like to walk around like that for years.]

[harderdaddy]

[It's at least a struggle Angel could identify with even before living it out himself. Neither of them had fair starts, but admitting it is strangely hard.

Fixed with such a sweet look, Angel smiles to try and soothe it, gently pushing his hair back from his face.]

It was-...[Well, it hadn't been good, but the demon shrugs- answer enough really.] I hope Nicky weren't as much of an idiot as me, neither.

[verynormalturnipseller]

[He leans into Angel's hand, letting himself accept the soothing he asked for. It takes resolve.]

He... wasn't very different from me. Not talented enough to be any good at that life or do anything to change it.

[And no necromancer came to sew up the hole in his chest once it was put there. Someone else's discarded puppet in every life.]

I'm glad I saw your city?

[harderdaddy]

Eh, ain't like I found a way out neither. Not a good one anyways.

[It's not much of a comfort, but it's something, and Angel offers a soft smile.]

Neither a us was dealt a good hand when we was alive, huh?

[verynormalturnipseller]

[He almost just says something philosophical about the barge or people in general, but that'd be cowardly right now.]

That's why we don't usually talk about much besides what's in front of us, isn't it? We're a lot alike. But...

[He gives Angel's knee a little squeeze.]

But I want to know you, not just the easy parts.