there's a little part of him deep down in his chest; the part that got really upset when he died, the part that was unbelievably relieved when he was brought back. the part that took care of him. the part that looks at those marks he keeps making and gets a little upset. it's a very human part, the part that looks at him now and can't help but think of him as some lost child, just like the ones he used to know.
that's probably what saves Coil from abandonment, really. he should count himself lucky. he wraps his fingers around his ponytail again, but doesn't pull. it's a warning, his voice heavy with something resentful that wasn't there before.]
What, gave up already? You're letting that get to you?
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there's a little part of him deep down in his chest; the part that got really upset when he died, the part that was unbelievably relieved when he was brought back. the part that took care of him. the part that looks at those marks he keeps making and gets a little upset. it's a very human part, the part that looks at him now and can't help but think of him as some lost child, just like the ones he used to know.
that's probably what saves Coil from abandonment, really. he should count himself lucky. he wraps his fingers around his ponytail again, but doesn't pull. it's a warning, his voice heavy with something resentful that wasn't there before.]
What, gave up already? You're letting that get to you?
[he's doing this out of love. he really is.]