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[fingersandteeth]

This is Steven. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

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[hythlodaeus]

“That is terrible. The real Hythlodaeus is long dead, in my case. And there is no life left to live... so... there is no mistaking it,” he says.

“I am surprised that you would not be able to rejoin that sliver of your soul back to yourself, but... I’m not sure if you would want that either?”

[fingersandteeth]

"They say we get that part of us back if we kill them," Steven says quietly. "I think about killing mine a lot. I hadn't when I was brought here. If I went home, I think I would."

[hythlodaeus]

“Well... it does sound as if it would be within your rights to do so. This creature was made to harm you, made of you even. It seems... rather clear cut, morally.”

[fingersandteeth]

Steven smiles. "I appreciate that you'd approve of it," he says.

[hythlodaeus]

“...I appreciate that you think I’m a person, even if I’m not. Shall I allow you to go back to bed?”

[fingersandteeth]

Steven finds himself nodding, despite everything, and then yawns.

"Yeah. Sorry. I only went to bed a couple hours ago. We're both inclined to stay up late and I don't work until noon these days. Call you back later tonight?"

[hythlodaeus]

“Please do. I’ll download Gravlr and see if it is viable. Sleep well, Steven.”

[fingersandteeth]

"You too, Hythlo. Whenever you do sleep again."