[She snorts regretfully.] I don't have such a thing. I am just a woman with wings, I am afraid. But you know this place is not so bad? It is only silly things like wings and that. I don't care if they give me wings. They are pretty, no?
[He repeats that, but he says it as if he's confirming it to himself. Yes, he is...sad. Depressed, mostly. Why wouldn't he be? He's a monster stuck in a world far from his own, which is, in all accounts, dead.]
Ah, well, I suppose, I...yes. They are. [Can't lie about that.] But it would be one thing if we had the changes, yes, but...we do have to eat human beings to survive. Can't...we can't escape that.
[His eyes are terrifying and Eponine's step falters, and very, very nearly, she goes to wrench her hand from his. But she stops herself. She's a monster too, isn't she? What right does she have to judge him, or even be afraid?]
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[But as she speaks, he understands what she's getting at. He gives her a casual shrug.]
I...don't know. I'll have to think of it. Maybe tell you later. Well, unless you can return me home, but...don't think any of us have that power, no.
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[She gestures at the shadow.] You seem sad.
[She snorts regretfully.] I don't have such a thing. I am just a woman with wings, I am afraid. But you know this place is not so bad? It is only silly things like wings and that. I don't care if they give me wings. They are pretty, no?
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[He repeats that, but he says it as if he's confirming it to himself. Yes, he is...sad. Depressed, mostly. Why wouldn't he be? He's a monster stuck in a world far from his own, which is, in all accounts, dead.]
Ah, well, I suppose, I...yes. They are. [Can't lie about that.] But it would be one thing if we had the changes, yes, but...we do have to eat human beings to survive. Can't...we can't escape that.
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[Eponine looks decidedly alarmed. She had been pulled from Ryslig before she could find out about the changes really.]
I am not doing that. That is disgusting.
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[He looks over at her, his white eyes wide. Almost soulless.]
We all do, at some point.
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I won't. I'm not doing it.
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[He frowns, though he doesn't particularly mind that she almost pulled away from her.]
...Anyways, let's not. Ah. Talk. About such things, let's not discuss this. It will happen but it...try not to think of it now.