All concepts that are still so alien to him, all concepts that his mutation has allowed him to brush with his fingertips, but that he, he is sure, will never truly possess, like Earthlings do.
And the worst thing is that his past holds memories that he can compare this moment to. People in whose eyes trust and hope had glimmered as they shook Gorthan's hand, one moment before a single buzzing beam from his EvronGun took away their power to be sentient, turning them into Cool Flames.
"Why waste breath?", he had said then.
Well, why waste it now?]
Minnie...
[After all, he'd better not. Because said breath is quickly running in short supply, as something starts welling up underneath Gorthan's eyes - they'd better not be tears, what if they're seen? By the time he's ready to speak, all that is left in his lungs is a weak, shaky whisper.]
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... trust. Courage. Hope. Tenderness. Friendship. And selfless, heartfelt, unconditional love.
All concepts that are still so alien to him, all concepts that his mutation has allowed him to brush with his fingertips, but that he, he is sure, will never truly possess, like Earthlings do.
And the worst thing is that his past holds memories that he can compare this moment to. People in whose eyes trust and hope had glimmered as they shook Gorthan's hand, one moment before a single buzzing beam from his EvronGun took away their power to be sentient, turning them into Cool Flames.
"Why waste breath?", he had said then.
Well, why waste it now?]
Minnie...
[After all, he'd better not. Because said breath is quickly running in short supply, as something starts welling up underneath Gorthan's eyes - they'd better not be tears, what if they're seen? By the time he's ready to speak, all that is left in his lungs is a weak, shaky whisper.]
... I'm with them.