day 44

[inflori]

[ His voice, even in his head, is tired. Exhausted and extremely irritated, even, with the petulance of a mind not yet fully awake. Petre was pulled from his comatose state just as suddenly as he fell into it, the stress of a broodmate being ripped from him having lifted from his symbiote. Now it's ready to keep going, but it hasn't given Petre the same courtesy just yet. He'll get there eventually. ]

( Why do you have to be so loud? )

[ ... All of you, he means. Ugh. ]

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[erbier]

I do not feel lied to.

[ The implication of a shrug. She finds so often that other hosts don't understand her feelings, her ability to juggle conflicting emotions without much strife. It was a skill hard-earned through years of hardship, she compartmentalized well, so long as she was able to keep her icy guards in place. ]

I always found him very earnest in all things, if... misguided.

[ She herself is misguided, so is Petre, so she says this without the implication that it is necessarily a detriment. ]

It was difficult, when he was first gone. He had always been there. But I am unburdened without him now. Our circumstances change our point of view.

[ There, does that make him feel more adult? ]

[inflori]

So how is that not lying to himself. [ Being earnest, but misguided. A dozen people would have the same thing to say about Petre, but here he is, blissfully unaware. ]

... But that's the thing. We keep changing. [ And it's a concept Petre had never thought about, not once since his creation under Diana's hands. His was a simple mind, and now, having collided with many others, and the circumstances that forced him to cooperate and cohabit with others - trustworthy and otherwise - it's slowly been morphing itself. Into something more, and probably something worse in the long run. ]