A good kid...I haven't felt like one in a long time.
I was remade to be a snoop, but now I belong to such an abomination that even an eldritch god calls her that. I'm a good kid who sold out to save my own skin and violated my friend's trust because I didn't know what would happen if I didn't. I've been marked for death by a mage who wanted to use my spirit for who knows what until I was no longer me. I've also seen a person whose creed and powers are Hero, that sold his brother to a fairy in exchange for a new brother just so he could be the big brother instead...because the older brother is the main character. I've seen a whole two reduced to faceless zombies.
So if it helps, take my view of you with a grain of salt. Because between all of that and literally being a portal and a puppet...I really don't feel like you're messing with me, Macaque. I'm also not saying you're a saint...but one of the most trustworthy people I met was an assassin.
[ Macaque hates all of that, as he often does when Cole talks about his past. ]
You've had a terrible time of it, no argument. Doesn't mean that's what you deserved. A lot of your situation it doesn't sound like you had any control over, or not much.
I'm different. I had plenty of choices and plenty of power and I still messed everything up.
I had choices. But that wasn't the point so much as I trust the feelings I get from people. The feelings from the best and the worst. You may not be the best, but my gut tells me that you're not messing with me.
And I still don't think that this last two weeks makes you terrible. That's all. We're our worst critics after all.
I'll let it go if you at least take in what I'm saying. I don't give my trust easily even to people I sleep in the same room with. So please respect that. I trust you more than half of the friends I've had longer.
[Cole is an inherently kind-hearted pessimist. Especially when he's feeling guilty and or finds someone remotely likable. Right now is a case of both.]
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I was remade to be a snoop, but now I belong to such an abomination that even an eldritch god calls her that. I'm a good kid who sold out to save my own skin and violated my friend's trust because I didn't know what would happen if I didn't. I've been marked for death by a mage who wanted to use my spirit for who knows what until I was no longer me. I've also seen a person whose creed and powers are Hero, that sold his brother to a fairy in exchange for a new brother just so he could be the big brother instead...because the older brother is the main character. I've seen a whole two reduced to faceless zombies.
So if it helps, take my view of you with a grain of salt. Because between all of that and literally being a portal and a puppet...I really don't feel like you're messing with me, Macaque. I'm also not saying you're a saint...but one of the most trustworthy people I met was an assassin.
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You've had a terrible time of it, no argument. Doesn't mean that's what you deserved. A lot of your situation it doesn't sound like you had any control over, or not much.
I'm different. I had plenty of choices and plenty of power and I still messed everything up.
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And I still don't think that this last two weeks makes you terrible. That's all. We're our worst critics after all.
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Let it go. [ His voice is doing that gentle thing again, he really should stop that. ]
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[ A soft sigh. ]
You and MK are cut from the same cloth.
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MK's more like the three people who showed me I can still trust. I wish you could meet them.
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If you want to give me your trust, I can't really argue you out of it, was my point. Not that I won't try sometimes.
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You can talk, but it's mostly what you do that matters.
And...If I can help with Wukong, please let me know. Even if you just need a moment of peace.
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I'll manage. Just getting any sleep that's going to be the trouble.
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Locale doesn't tend to matter when your mind is going a thousand miles an hour.
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Fair, but having a quiet place no one would think to find you can help with those thoughts and sleeping. I should know.
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If you ever need me to stay close for whatever reason, just say the word.
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But sometimes being away from the cause helps.