[The sharp angles of his smile remain, and smoothly, he shrugs his shoulders. People. It's not as though he's accustomed to dealing with them for any length of time, and the others he'd existed beside in the Below hardly fall into that category. Things, all of them. Monsters. Mother's creations. And, for the most part, there'd been enough space down there to give each other a wide enough berth, when needed.
Outside of the twins, it's not like any of them had much time for him.]
And with any luck, that'll be exactly the case.
[He says it even as the idea of personal space sends something rattling through him, the ugly notion of having space for himself, of needing to survive out here on his own. Perhaps having others around him isn't such a bad thing, after all.]
At any rate, it's temporary, isn't it? For the moment, it'll do. Beggars can hardly be choosers, now.
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[The sharp angles of his smile remain, and smoothly, he shrugs his shoulders. People. It's not as though he's accustomed to dealing with them for any length of time, and the others he'd existed beside in the Below hardly fall into that category. Things, all of them. Monsters. Mother's creations. And, for the most part, there'd been enough space down there to give each other a wide enough berth, when needed.
Outside of the twins, it's not like any of them had much time for him.]
And with any luck, that'll be exactly the case.
[He says it even as the idea of personal space sends something rattling through him, the ugly notion of having space for himself, of needing to survive out here on his own. Perhaps having others around him isn't such a bad thing, after all.]
At any rate, it's temporary, isn't it? For the moment, it'll do. Beggars can hardly be choosers, now.