They were lucky to find another inside the sea of their dead siblings. If there are more--
...well, they might be able to find them now. They never would have had a chance, before, to dig their way down. But if they call it...
Their Siblings are unbothered with the idea. The Knight's Shade Wings wrap in tendril around themselves as they stare blankly down, softly asking why. If they had been so terribly panicked by the bodies in the building above, they should be more concerned about their returning there.
Countless flickers of dark-old-new-horror rocks back to them with shaky gentleness. The Abyss had been all they knew for so long, the sight of their own broken corpses was commonplace. It was what it was. Above? In the new place their strongest living Sibling had? They shared their memory and knew that was wrong. And they had been without living bodies for so long, watching from inside one when pressing against those empty shells of other bugs...that was different, bad, memory-rousing horror.
The Abyss was miserable, but it was not so scary. Strongest Sibling would get them out if Strongest Sibling wanted.
That hits them somewhere raw. That part of them that hadn't forgotten the sight of someone like them but faster, someone like them with horns leaving afterimages against blinding bright, disappearing into the light.
Quietly, they sit down.
They have no need for lies at the best of times. Now, emotion swells to the surface to banish even considering it.
Geo was important, but no, it wasn't all of it. The Knight shakes their head to share as much.
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Date: 2022-11-05 02:06 am (UTC)...well, they might be able to find them now. They never would have had a chance, before, to dig their way down. But if they call it...
Their Siblings are unbothered with the idea. The Knight's Shade Wings wrap in tendril around themselves as they stare blankly down, softly asking why. If they had been so terribly panicked by the bodies in the building above, they should be more concerned about their returning there.
Countless flickers of dark-old-new-horror rocks back to them with shaky gentleness. The Abyss had been all they knew for so long, the sight of their own broken corpses was commonplace. It was what it was. Above? In the new place their strongest living Sibling had? They shared their memory and knew that was wrong. And they had been without living bodies for so long, watching from inside one when pressing against those empty shells of other bugs...that was different, bad, memory-rousing horror.
The Abyss was miserable, but it was not so scary. Strongest Sibling would get them out if Strongest Sibling wanted.
That hits them somewhere raw. That part of them that hadn't forgotten the sight of someone like them but faster, someone like them with horns leaving afterimages against blinding bright, disappearing into the light.
Quietly, they sit down.
They have no need for lies at the best of times. Now, emotion swells to the surface to banish even considering it.
Geo was important, but no, it wasn't all of it. The Knight shakes their head to share as much.