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[kobes]

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[kobes]

Has it been an honor? It feels more like
A punishment. The punishment of a parent who doesn't know how to be kind and firm, yet.

Not for long. Saying what I see helps, for a time, but it always comes back.

[viver]

Are flowers ripped from soil as punishment? Do we devour the animals that were killed to feed us as retribution? Or is their suffering a part of something greater?

I say it's necessary. And I think it can be beautiful.

Let it come, love. [ Recalling the conversation they once had, ] It's your turn to open the door.

[kobes]

[there's a long enough pause that it's conceivable that koby's stopped responding.

but, finally:] I'm scared.

[viver]

You should be.

I'd go with you if I could.

[kobes]

No, you should keep Saltburnt safe. Grow your eyeball plants.
Wait until the hunt's over.

[viver]

I'm growing many more, love. I hope you'll like them, if you're ever allowed to visit me again.

What happens when the hunt is over?

[kobes]

I hope I will be.

memento, homo, quia pulvis es, et in pulverem reverteris. right?

[viver]

Quite right.

My dear Death is with me. When the time comes, make him proud. He'll take care of you.

[kobes]

Is he like you?

[viver]

Depends. In what way?

[kobes]

Kind.

[viver]

He can be. He can be many things. Not everyone thinks Death is capable of kindness. Not everyone has the ability to understand what he does.