That's what I wanted to know, before I really said anything further about it. What you are. What you want to be.
To be a thing is to have no obligation but your own desires and what your power will allow. You exist, and often exist beyond the imaginings of the small and limited and mortal. You don't hate them, but they're insignificant.
But being a person...
It has joy and wonder and warmth, beauty and companionship and love. It has music. Stories. Pain. Anger. Curiosity. Confusion.
Being a person has obligations. It has responsibilities. Relationships.
I don't get mad at things. They just are. There's no point, like I told you before. But I can be mad at people. I can be mad at friends who hurt my other friends.
It doesn't mean I'll stop being their friend. On the contrary, I know better than most how hard it is to go from being a thing to being a person. You fuck up a lot. I fuck up a lot still.
But I will be mad, because that's shitty to do, especially to a friend.
No one here was ready to face monsters trying to kill them.
You don't have to fix everything or do what they say or let them hurt you. But putting your comfort over their pain isn't fair when you caused that pain and they did nothing to deserve it.
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To be a thing is to have no obligation but your own desires and what your power will allow. You exist, and often exist beyond the imaginings of the small and limited and mortal. You don't hate them, but they're insignificant.
But being a person...
It has joy and wonder and warmth, beauty and companionship and love. It has music. Stories. Pain. Anger. Curiosity. Confusion.
Being a person has obligations. It has responsibilities. Relationships.
I don't get mad at things. They just are. There's no point, like I told you before. But I can be mad at people. I can be mad at friends who hurt my other friends.
It doesn't mean I'll stop being their friend. On the contrary, I know better than most how hard it is to go from being a thing to being a person. You fuck up a lot. I fuck up a lot still.
But I will be mad, because that's shitty to do, especially to a friend.
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I don't know what I can be.
Being a thing, a concept, a being above it all was easier.
But then I hurt Trixie.
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It's not easy, but it's worth it. They're worth it.
People make everything so much better. Not easier, but better.
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I've seen the worst of humanity.
But I don't want to lose my friends.
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But things don't have friends, Henry.
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I like it better with friends.
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Even if I AM pissed off you killed Arthur. Don't think I didn't notice the dogs and the vines. He didn't deserve that.
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I wanted to tear the ship apart and everyone inside.
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You hurt all of us.
That's why it's shitty.
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At that time.
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I think so.
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This is all new.
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Not because Trixie made you.
Because you realize that it was shitty and you don't like what you did now.
To each person you hurt and killed. Not in a big post; that looks like bullshit. Individually.
And then listen to what they say.
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You don't have to fix everything or do what they say or let them hurt you. But putting your comfort over their pain isn't fair when you caused that pain and they did nothing to deserve it.
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