< Hey, at least I'm not the only one out of all of us who hasn't now, right? It's like joining the club in a way. >
[As if it isn't one of the things that's been bothering them the whole time, left to smolder just beneath the surface when they think about it long enough, or worry over what it means for them if they make it back with this soul still inside.
They sigh and lean back, sitting in the air with a hand to their head, the other resting in their lap]
< I get what you mean, though. It always feels as if something new and horrible is around the corner here, doesn't it? Even if that's something we're used to, too. >
It does, yeah, but... it still almost feels safer than the City in a way too, eh? Been a few months now and I've only died once! That's gotta be a record.
[once that he knows of... but he is actively not thinking about that possibility right now, just trying to steer away from getting too deep into it.]
It's fixing this corruption business that's gonna be the real sticking point, there. Especially when it's even worked on you.
[Their ticking continues on even after the word is finished, and after a glance down, they adjust their coat to try and hide the way their tail curls next to their leg.]
< Guess having a whole other soul put inside you is a bit different than dealing with something like Pallidification, huh? Go figure. >
[They wonder if all this will remain even after that soul is gone.]
And different from... well, I'm pretty sure even if I did take my arm off and let it regrow, it'd just be the same thing all over again. War of attrition and all.
[he wonders the same. are they just going to be like this-- forever? even if they get home, will they be unable to get the souls out or the changes to revert?]
I've-- been wondering, a little. About the soul thing. Whether we ought to find out if we can work with 'em more, if we're going to be stuck in the same body anyway.
< A lot of people have said it's a good idea, actually. And... I've found it to be kind of helpful too, even if I can't agree to everything it wants for obvious reasons. >
[They know Gregor's already seen it in them: how hard it is for them to keep from lashing out when someone insults them these days. Their change in diet as well, though thankfully he didn't seem to have any problem with that (unlike they had when they'd first discovered it for themself).]
< Granted, I've just been talking to it when it wants something and no one else is around. >
[And they don't know if it actually helps so much as they like to think it does.]
Must be a little easier to talk to a ghost... thing than a plant.
[not historically great conversationists, plants.]
... but I think mine helped me out, when I was-- you know. [no explanation needed, he's sure.] I think I sort of swapped off with it? Can't remember it in a lot of detail, but I'm pretty sure it happened.
< Ah, no, "swapping" isn't exactly what's happening in that case, is it? It was working with you and trying to help out instead of trying to replace you. >
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[As if it isn't one of the things that's been bothering them the whole time, left to smolder just beneath the surface when they think about it long enough, or worry over what it means for them if they make it back with this soul still inside.
They sigh and lean back, sitting in the air with a hand to their head, the other resting in their lap]
< I get what you mean, though. It always feels as if something new and horrible is around the corner here, doesn't it? Even if that's something we're used to, too. >
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[once that he knows of... but he is actively not thinking about that possibility right now, just trying to steer away from getting too deep into it.]
It's fixing this corruption business that's gonna be the real sticking point, there. Especially when it's even worked on you.
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[Their ticking continues on even after the word is finished, and after a glance down, they adjust their coat to try and hide the way their tail curls next to their leg.]
< Guess having a whole other soul put inside you is a bit different than dealing with something like Pallidification, huh? Go figure. >
[They wonder if all this will remain even after that soul is gone.]
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[he wonders the same. are they just going to be like this-- forever? even if they get home, will they be unable to get the souls out or the changes to revert?]
I've-- been wondering, a little. About the soul thing. Whether we ought to find out if we can work with 'em more, if we're going to be stuck in the same body anyway.
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[They know Gregor's already seen it in them: how hard it is for them to keep from lashing out when someone insults them these days. Their change in diet as well, though thankfully he didn't seem to have any problem with that (unlike they had when they'd first discovered it for themself).]
< Granted, I've just been talking to it when it wants something and no one else is around. >
[And they don't know if it actually helps so much as they like to think it does.]
< So I'm open to other suggestions. >
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[not historically great conversationists, plants.]
... but I think mine helped me out, when I was-- you know. [no explanation needed, he's sure.] I think I sort of swapped off with it? Can't remember it in a lot of detail, but I'm pretty sure it happened.
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[A pause, then they shake their head.]
< Ah, no, "swapping" isn't exactly what's happening in that case, is it? It was working with you and trying to help out instead of trying to replace you. >
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[that's as much detail as he wants to get into about the situation.]
And then I wasn't.
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< Don't worry, I'm not planning to ask about that in particular. Just trying to figure out what your Natural Soul was doing is all. >
[They hum thoughtfully to themself. It comes out as a slow, rhythmic string of ticking.]
< Something kinda similar happened to me not long after I got here. It was more forceful about it though. >
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[the syntrofos would make it pretty easy, after all.]
What was it like with you?
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< So it did something. It took over my body while I was knocked out, shifted, and went on a feeding frenzy. Luckily, no one died. >