[Something about her suddenly goes cold, to hear it talk about devouring souls, the essence of being alive, like it was nothing and everything at the same time. It angers her, not in a way that can be seen in her current form, but one that boils hot in her chest, an unfamiliar and almost unwelcome sensation.
"Do you know what emotions are--"]
Observation is what leads to connection, which is what leads to advancement. If you thought it was a waste... then you would not have sought them out in the first place, would you? That itself is observation.
You speak as though you... you know so much and have so much power, that you have woven something special for yourself and this... this other that you've taken... but you...
[A beat. She exhales sharply, her voice colored with just the faintest hint of disdain.]
...You're really no different than an animal, are you?
no subject
"Do you know what emotions are--"]
Observation is what leads to connection, which is what leads to advancement. If you thought it was a waste... then you would not have sought them out in the first place, would you? That itself is observation.
You speak as though you... you know so much and have so much power, that you have woven something special for yourself and this... this other that you've taken... but you...
[A beat. She exhales sharply, her voice colored with just the faintest hint of disdain.]
...You're really no different than an animal, are you?