He shifts himself on the throne, hooking his legs over one of the arms.
"Tyler definitely needs therapy," Steven says. "He's full of PTSD, just like me. Of course he needs therapy. I need therapy, although I guess I'm sort of getting it from you now. You've got the advantage of not thinking I should be locked up or drugged to the gills just because of how my mind works. But Hythlo? You're not the person who should give him that therapy. He doesn't trust you--hell, I'm not entirely sure why I do, except that you're... whatever we are. And it's nice to have other people that understand."
His voice goes suddenly softer, more vulnerable. "Hey, Hythlo, you don't think personhood is conditional, do you? And-- 'subjugating primitive people' is not something you'd brag about?"
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He shifts himself on the throne, hooking his legs over one of the arms.
"Tyler definitely needs therapy," Steven says. "He's full of PTSD, just like me. Of course he needs therapy. I need therapy, although I guess I'm sort of getting it from you now. You've got the advantage of not thinking I should be locked up or drugged to the gills just because of how my mind works. But Hythlo? You're not the person who should give him that therapy. He doesn't trust you--hell, I'm not entirely sure why I do, except that you're... whatever we are. And it's nice to have other people that understand."
His voice goes suddenly softer, more vulnerable. "Hey, Hythlo, you don't think personhood is conditional, do you? And-- 'subjugating primitive people' is not something you'd brag about?"