dion [spacecoast]

[verminous]

bahamut man take me by the hand

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[agamid]

[ voice tightly with creeping anger, ] For what purpose?

[verminous]

What do you mean, for what purpose? As a weapon.

[agamid]

... So it was your company?

[verminous]

Not by choice, but... yeah. Everyone who joined G Corp, one way or another, got the genetic procedure. They wanted soldiers with that augmentation.

[agamid]

I see.

... Is it reversible?

[verminous]

Not that I know of.

[...]

This thing just grows back if you cut it off.

[agamid]

[ well, yikes ]

So you have tried. [ GREGOR!! ] Do you... still view yourself in such a manner?

[ as vermin to be squashed ]

[verminous]

Not exactly. It's just... come up before.

[cutting it off himself-- that'd require him to have the strength and the will to try to get himself out of the situation he's always felt trapped in.

of course he couldn't do that.]

... don't think you really want me to answer that, Dion.

[agamid]

I suspect that I already know. But I did not want to assume.

[ >: ]

Might I take your hand?

[verminous]

Huh?

[that's-- not a request he was expecting...?

...but he nods, after a second.]

-if you want to, I guess.

[agamid]

[ ok well he is going to take the roach hand, but gently enough that gregor can resist if he misunderstood ]

It is a tragedy to me, that you might view yourself through the lens of this arm, rather than your resilience, empathy or kindness. All of which are just, if not more, integral to you than this limb.

I understand that it is not so easy to be kind to oneself, and yet... Well, my intention is not guilt you. I merely hope that you may eventually find yourself in a kinder state.