[on that, his feelings of conflict have returned. For a time - during his kidnapping, and after - there was nothing he would have wanted more, the comfort of someone familiar come to get him, and he had been glad to accept the delusions his mind offered him.
It would be good, still, to see someone from home in the flesh - any of them, but it’s Xanthe he longs for and fears for the most. Because he knows well enough everything he has built here can so easily be taken away.
But eternal sleep... it might as well be death. Or worse, as Chuuya says. At least death is final; at least the dead can be mourned and moved on from.]
Lula is at home, still. I wasn’t sure how to get her past the barrier...
[but she has her babysitters! There’s Miss Claire, and all the daughters at the Sanctuary...]
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[on that, his feelings of conflict have returned. For a time - during his kidnapping, and after - there was nothing he would have wanted more, the comfort of someone familiar come to get him, and he had been glad to accept the delusions his mind offered him.
It would be good, still, to see someone from home in the flesh - any of them, but it’s Xanthe he longs for and fears for the most. Because he knows well enough everything he has built here can so easily be taken away.
But eternal sleep... it might as well be death. Or worse, as Chuuya says. At least death is final; at least the dead can be mourned and moved on from.]
Lula is at home, still. I wasn’t sure how to get her past the barrier...
[but she has her babysitters! There’s Miss Claire, and all the daughters at the Sanctuary...]