[He looks down at his wrist, like he's realizing that Rohan's holding onto him for the first time, and kind of blinks as suddenly his attention starts to drift from that to Rohan to Snakebutt to the dead man.
His wings twitch and flutter again, an anxious little wriggle.]
You're in a perpetual state of being hungry, cold, or tired. You're literally falling apart from the inside out.
[He looks down at himself, motions to the scales and the wings and the talons vaguely.]
This doesn't bother me. I don't care what happens to me. I wasn't ready for Star Platinum, either, but I didn't get a choice about him. I didn't get a choice about this, and that's fine.
...But I can't fix you. I have to watch this happen to you and I can't fix you. I can't — do anything, I can't make it easier, I can't make it stop hurting, I can't —
I'm useless, that's what's bothering me. You're fucked up and I'm not making it better. That's what's bothering me. If I can't even do that, then what good is it, anyway?!
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[He looks down at his wrist, like he's realizing that Rohan's holding onto him for the first time, and kind of blinks as suddenly his attention starts to drift from that to Rohan to Snakebutt to the dead man.
His wings twitch and flutter again, an anxious little wriggle.]
You're in a perpetual state of being hungry, cold, or tired. You're literally falling apart from the inside out.
[He looks down at himself, motions to the scales and the wings and the talons vaguely.]
This doesn't bother me. I don't care what happens to me. I wasn't ready for Star Platinum, either, but I didn't get a choice about him. I didn't get a choice about this, and that's fine.
...But I can't fix you. I have to watch this happen to you and I can't fix you. I can't — do anything, I can't make it easier, I can't make it stop hurting, I can't —
I'm useless, that's what's bothering me. You're fucked up and I'm not making it better. That's what's bothering me. If I can't even do that, then what good is it, anyway?!