It is difficult to read this. Lemm fiddles with his hands the whole time, lacing his fingers together and ticking them arrhythmically. No relics to clean and nothing to translate, just reading to do. It doesn't take long. But it's hard.
He looks away for a moment, mind obviously wrangling this information as his gaze flicks from one spot on the table to another.
Lemm is not qualified to offer reassurances of what a Higher Being may or may not do, accidentally or not, asleep or not. It's not even a known biology, isn't predictable, isn't a topic of study that coincides with his (or anyone's as far as he knows). It would be an empty platitude to make claims without knowing what he's talking about, and without a single doubt he does not.
But his eyes linger on the way they used his name, the way it looks in someone else's handwriting, their handwriting. He wishes he feared normal things like the dark or the dead or plagued kingdoms or Higher Beings more than he feared admitting this. But needs must.
"I can't reassure you how I'd like, Knight," he admits, holding up a hand. "S'all bigger than me, and I know it well. I'm just a bug. But I can't watch you swear off people like you mean to make it a habit." Lemm tries to meet their gaze as best he can, ignoring the way his shell crawls. "It'll rot you."
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Date: 2022-12-26 01:58 am (UTC)He looks away for a moment, mind obviously wrangling this information as his gaze flicks from one spot on the table to another.
Lemm is not qualified to offer reassurances of what a Higher Being may or may not do, accidentally or not, asleep or not. It's not even a known biology, isn't predictable, isn't a topic of study that coincides with his (or anyone's as far as he knows). It would be an empty platitude to make claims without knowing what he's talking about, and without a single doubt he does not.
But his eyes linger on the way they used his name, the way it looks in someone else's handwriting, their handwriting. He wishes he feared normal things like the dark or the dead or plagued kingdoms or Higher Beings more than he feared admitting this. But needs must.
"I can't reassure you how I'd like, Knight," he admits, holding up a hand. "S'all bigger than me, and I know it well. I'm just a bug. But I can't watch you swear off people like you mean to make it a habit." Lemm tries to meet their gaze as best he can, ignoring the way his shell crawls. "It'll rot you."