[Maybe it would make more sense then, the way his broodmate kept throwing himself into the fray surrounding the monster lurking in Shiro's brain. The perception of it, anyway. It's the symbiote, it's the thing, the dubious "gift" it gives him, but it's easier, safer, to think of it as some monster.]
[... something apart from himself.]
He... I remember. He was really glad to see you.
[Glad, and a little guilty. One way they were alike -- glad to see faces from home, people they would do anything for, but guilty for feeling it at the same time.]
But he didn't talk much about where he was from. Not to me.
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[... something apart from himself.]
He... I remember. He was really glad to see you.
[Glad, and a little guilty. One way they were alike -- glad to see faces from home, people they would do anything for, but guilty for feeling it at the same time.]
But he didn't talk much about where he was from. Not to me.