[ It's soothing, the way he settles and relaxes, his easy way of moving. Everything about him is soothing, honestly, his very presence a balm to her soul in a way that has little to do with the bond they share through the symbiote. At least, she doesn't think it's connected, but rather the fact of how his mind is constructed. Those complex inner workings are contained, the surface smooth, and it's a relief after some of the others in the Nest. ]
(It comes and goes. They don't want to be there any more than I want them there, but we're all stuck with each other.)
[ If he were a cat, she would pick him up and hold him to her chest, stroke behind his ears and encourage that curiosity. He'd be a cat who observed everything, she feels, not one that yowled for attention and used destruction to get it. ]
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( It comes and goes. They don't want to be there any more than I want them there, but we're all stuck with each other. )
[ If he were a cat, she would pick him up and hold him to her chest, stroke behind his ears and encourage that curiosity. He'd be a cat who observed everything, she feels, not one that yowled for attention and used destruction to get it. ]