[ With his words, her eyes seem to catch on with another flash of excited light, as if he had said exactly what she had wanted him to say. Following the criteria of his answer— ]
That makes you beautiful, you know.
[ Ever more than the gem-like design of his flesh, the vibrant way it seems to refract the light, and the wisdom in his words. ]
Because you have a purpose here— to protect this world. To save it.
[ For the gods brought those like him here to give touch for that purpose. If he is receptive, she will reach for his hands to take. ] Here and now, it’s as if you’re passing that beauty into the world... restoring it to the way it must have been.
[ A pause, and she draws a quick breath as if inspired, or perhaps in awe. She must know who he is. With the lightest tilt of her head, a strand of hair crosses her cheek, and she asks: ]
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That makes you beautiful, you know.
[ Ever more than the gem-like design of his flesh, the vibrant way it seems to refract the light, and the wisdom in his words. ]
Because you have a purpose here— to protect this world. To save it.
[ For the gods brought those like him here to give touch for that purpose. If he is receptive, she will reach for his hands to take. ] Here and now, it’s as if you’re passing that beauty into the world... restoring it to the way it must have been.
[ A pause, and she draws a quick breath as if inspired, or perhaps in awe. She must know who he is. With the lightest tilt of her head, a strand of hair crosses her cheek, and she asks: ]
What is your name?