audio; un: centuryegg

[fellsound]

( the voice that pipes up on the network only does so after a prolonged pause, and when it does, it's... flat. quiet. spacing out words carefully as though it's trying very hard to think of the right way of phrasing things.

or like it's simply never figured out how to talk correctly. )

... What are humans like, in your world? Are they... good?

( he's met humans here, both otherworlders and natives, and seen Red Wine post asking how Food Souls would be treated on other worlds, but he asks the question anyway.

Cordyceps would not approve of this, but Cordyceps isn't here. the situation is different. the aims and goals are different. and the people he listens to are different too. )

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[fellsound]

They are kind here.

( the screens are still... not the best thing for Century Egg to look at, but he can hear the thoughtfulness in the young man's voice as he speaks. )

Many humans... are not, on Tierra.

( too convinced that Food Souls don't count as living creatures. that they're simply weapons given human form. )

[wuf]

Yes. People here...very kind. Even when do not understand all things. Think many here helpful.

[ They've been patient and Razor is certainly equating that as a positive trait. ]

Tierra is...home? You are not human?

[fellsound]

( they have indeed been helpful, but Century Egg forgets that people are supposed to make noises of acknowledgement and so doesn't so much as breathe until the questions that require an answer. )

... I'm a Food Soul. A... weapon.

( do we really need Razor trying to understand the concept of Food Souls from this guy? )

[wuf]

Weapon?

[ Shoves face towards camera as if he's trying to understand. ]

Can talk like person though?

[fellsound]

Yes. We... um. We were made to fight things. For humans.

[wuf]

Oh. I'm sorry. People are not weapon. Not most people.

[ It's a totally foreign concept to him. ]

But if you think you're weapon. You're weapon.

Think it's okay if you decide.

[fellsound]

( Cordyceps thinks that too. if he wants to be a weapon, then he can be. he's useful like that.

but there are times, here in Avalon, where being among the people feels good. can a weapon also be with people? talk with them? )

How do you decide?

[wuf]

[ He brings his hand to his chest. ]

If you...feel it. Here.

[ He's not really good at explaining it. ]

Like -- it feels good. Or it feels bad.

[fellsound]

( hm. that's something he's never tried. or really knows how to determine. what he is has always been something for others to determine. he offered himself as a weapon to Cordyceps because... well, what else is he good for, now? )

It doesn't... feel like anything.

( it simply is. perhaps it feels a little more comfortable, a little easier, than trying to think of anything else, but he wouldn't say it feels good either. )

[wuf]

You will know. Only you...can say.

[fellsound]

( hm. maybe that is something he simply needs to sit with for a while to determine. )

Did you... do this?

( figure out what feels good like this, he means. )

[wuf]

Yes. Always lived with wolf. Thought was wolf.

Razor is Razor only. You are you.

[fellsound]

( ... so it's like that, huh? he gets it a bit better now. )

I'm... ( yeah. he said it once before, didn't he? they're not weapons, they have feelings. even if it was easier to retreat into that role after everything. )

Thank you.

( he has a lot to think about. )