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[extramural]

Gifts of gold, a bone charm braided in her hair... yes. Though I wonder, now, if I needed them.

[ It's hard to say. ]

[digophelia]

I cannot say for her, but I never need those things with Lancelot.

[ It's cute, in a weird, weird way, if she ignores the amount of kids. ]

She must really adore you.

[extramural]

[ He's not blushing. It doesn't occur to him that it might even be a possibility, under other circumstances. But he does make a slight noise like a clearing of his throat. ]

I suppose we will see, will we not?

i'm so sorry

[digophelia]

"We will see?" Doesn't she love you?

[ For her, intimacy happens in two ways: prostitution or love. Anything else hasn't occurred to her. ]

wheezing

[extramural]

[ uh ]

I have not asked.

/makes it worse

[digophelia]

Isn't... that what it means?

crying

[extramural]

Not in my experience.

she doesn't get it, at all

[digophelia]

[ an uncomfortable pause. ]

Why not? You should ask, I mean-

[ you're an old, old god. Even the elves had family and she's sure they didn't pop up. ]

[extramural]

I am not used to having this investment in the world, in people.

[ And now that he does... now that he does, the Void is creeping in ever-closer. ]

[digophelia]

Neither am I, but it isn't that all bad.

[ She knows. As weird as it is there's Wan unknown number of children by him and the siren, there is a genuine concern for him.

That's lost in cultural differences. ]

Is it?

[extramural]

I suppose we will see.

[digophelia]

Ah, you really are like my Cheshire Cat. No way is ever certain with you.

[ She doesn't sound as annoyed as she would be with the cat, only fond. It's why she's so fond of the Outsider. ]

[extramural]

Few things are ever certain, Alice.

[ But he sounds fond as well. ]

[digophelia]

They are.

[ This is an odd conversation, one that's already mortified her, but if she didn't feel so comfortable with him, she would have kept it short. ]

Sometimes uncertain things become clearer, in due time.

[extramural]

Perhaps I will ask. That does tend to make things less uncertain, should the other party be telling the truth.

[digophelia]

It's a lot to say, you know, it takes time.

[ This actually makes her feel sad. But the Outsider is a god, he should be fine. She hopes.

If he really understands any of it. ]

I'm afraid it won't make anything less uncertain -- if only a few things. It's a bit vexing, really, wondering what another thinks and feels, after so long your drawn to them more.

[extramural]

For once in my existence, it seems that time is something I do not have the luxury of. That none of us have the luxury of.

[digophelia]

Why not?

[extramural]

The End is coming.

[digophelia]

What do you mean?

[extramural]

Of this world. Of all worlds. All things.

I have felt it.

[digophelia]

[ Alice stammers as she starts to process that. ]

How? How can it be the end? What's going on?

[extramural]

The Void will swallow this world, and all worlds. The gods will go to war. Or so my vision would suggest.

[digophelia]

[ Visions?

Alice wants to pointedly argue against that, for her belief nothing is ever certain. Then again, who is she to argue with a god?

Unusually timid- ]

Nothing is ever certain, Outsider, yes? Nothing can be set in stone. Surely a vision can serve as a warning of the possible.

[extramural]

The gods going to war may happen regardless, if they feel that shackled to what they have seen. But it is coming. Whether it is allowed to come is something else entirely.

[ Ugh, being invested. ]