[ Is it rosy? Probably. His eye darts to Break to stare at him for a second, glint sharp. He's not angry.
He's the way he is because he's...well, Central is what most would say. But he's grown up with love and support and in his eyes, the world is beautiful.
The glint is him reassessing Break. Shifting him around on his compass of temperaments. ]
...Even a shared cost could be a burden to those who can't afford it. [ He would rather take the brunt for those people, but— ]
But we shouldn't get ahead of ourselves. We don't even know why we're here, or who's even behind any of it.
Or why these statues are here— [ He points to one as they approach. ] Look, that's you, right? Xerxes Break?
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He's the way he is because he's...well, Central is what most would say. But he's grown up with love and support and in his eyes, the world is beautiful.
The glint is him reassessing Break. Shifting him around on his compass of temperaments. ]
...Even a shared cost could be a burden to those who can't afford it. [ He would rather take the brunt for those people, but— ]
But we shouldn't get ahead of ourselves. We don't even know why we're here, or who's even behind any of it.
Or why these statues are here— [ He points to one as they approach. ] Look, that's you, right? Xerxes Break?