( Ichi's words might be unsettling to some, but her voice is more assurance than any of the world around them currently is. Century Egg's head tips to one side, half-blind eyes regarding her as she asks her question.
stay? such a thing isn't typically a question offered to Century Egg, and that in and of itself is enough to catch him off guard. his Master Attendant didn't offer the choice, didn't expect Century Egg to have his own thoughts or desires in the wake of his death, and Cordyceps knows well that Century Egg is little more than a weapon. someone not to be asked, but to be ordered. )
I... ( he looks lost for a moment, a man untethered and uncertain of where he fits in any more.
stay?
... why shouldn't he? )
I will.
( and so he sits, quietly, next to her, his familiar bobbing through the air languidly, threading in and out among the spirits. )
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stay? such a thing isn't typically a question offered to Century Egg, and that in and of itself is enough to catch him off guard. his Master Attendant didn't offer the choice, didn't expect Century Egg to have his own thoughts or desires in the wake of his death, and Cordyceps knows well that Century Egg is little more than a weapon. someone not to be asked, but to be ordered. )
I... ( he looks lost for a moment, a man untethered and uncertain of where he fits in any more.
stay?
... why shouldn't he? )
I will.
( and so he sits, quietly, next to her, his familiar bobbing through the air languidly, threading in and out among the spirits. )