[What the hell is this? What is he trying to accomplish? He doesn't understand, but Midnight is looking at him unwavering, ready to receive whatever words await. Why? All Daan can wonder is what he wants, what does he get out of this? Isn't it always about that?]
What the hell is your problem?
[It's asked sharply, cat's claws and fangs, hissing and spitting. Still cautiously trying to protect himself. I have the final mask you'll ever need to wear, old sport.
Out from his pocket, he sets down the item he received from his safety deposit box. He opens it, revealing the sewing kit inside, the engraved tools with more flourish than is functionally necessary but the von Dutch household wouldn't really spare any expense.]
The first and only person I let myself love owned this. My wife. Elise.
I killed her.
[Half-true. All true. True once in Prehevil. Guilt in the Kingdom of Rondon. How does he explain how a person dies twice? Daan, can you diagnose--]
bruh midnight please have standards
What the hell is your problem?
[It's asked sharply, cat's claws and fangs, hissing and spitting. Still cautiously trying to protect himself. I have the final mask you'll ever need to wear, old sport.
Out from his pocket, he sets down the item he received from his safety deposit box. He opens it, revealing the sewing kit inside, the engraved tools with more flourish than is functionally necessary but the von Dutch household wouldn't really spare any expense.]
The first and only person I let myself love owned this. My wife. Elise.
I killed her.
[Half-true. All true. True once in Prehevil. Guilt in the Kingdom of Rondon. How does he explain how a person dies twice? Daan, can you diagnose--]