PC: CAIT

[headmt]

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[headmt]

I don't know, really. But that's why my wish is to give him a chance.

[ but to say they are two entirely distinct different people isn't quite right either. they are two of the same, just ... one is the version without all the baggage and anger. ]

Yeah, can only really speak. Make a finger or two twitch, maybe, when I'm feeling spicy.

[abracatdabra]

Could turn out useful if he's trying to make specific gestures?

[ is that helping. no probably not but cait's reflex is trying to alleviate the mood. ]

It's good of you to wish that for him, though... What would that even look like?

[headmt]

Hah. I think he can make rude gestures well enough on his own, but with the right timing ...

[ no it helps because molly laughs. ]

Kicking the Somnovem out of the body. Think that's the main problem. Hells, I'd take down the Somnovem as a whole if I could.

[abracatdabra]

Those odd spirits that showed up and want to become gods? How'd they even end up in him in the first place?

[headmt]

Would you believe me if I said he read the wrong book?

[abracatdabra]

... Now that's a point against being literate.

[ which is to say, yes, but also, yo wtf ]

Was it cursed then?

[headmt]

Something like that.

[ like, basically. ]

Maybe more of a trap, for whoever was unlucky enough to get caught in it. Or maybe it was fate ... ?

[abracatdabra]

Fate can be a tricky thing. [ said one fortune teller to another. ] But that's a rather sad one to be inevitable.

[headmt]

Nah. Fate-touched, you know? The Glint.

[ some people are just born under a bad star. ]

[abracatdabra]

Maybe what you need is counterluck, then! Though I doubt a singular rabbit's foot would undo it.