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There are some nights that I want to put you in a box without the phase shifter, so that you’ll be safe for ten minutes from yourself and from anonymous humans. You’re too trusting. I’ve lost track of how many times you’ve been mutilated by some murderer you believed could be a friend… but that is because you believe the best of others. 

It is a mistake, but a mistake that I wish sometimes that I could still make.

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I am still unsure if you are the Blackout who was lost to us all those years ago. If that is indeed the case, it would be a fortunate turn of events indeed, though the loss of some of your senses is regrettable. I have not heard from you in some time however. I wonder if perhaps you would even still desire to return after being so long on your own.

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You don’t give yourself enough credit, in nearly any aspect. You doubt yourself unnecessarily, especially considering all that you’ve accomplished for those you take in. You’ve even managed to become one of very few neutrals from a universe like my own that have earned my respect, no easy task. You may visit Rex whenever you like. His favorite snack is palladium ore. 

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I feel as if I will never be able to repay you for all you do for me. I appreciate your frankness and casual nature. There is an ease about it that defies your nerves. You don’t make light of my history, of my lack of trust in others, and with such understanding and fealty I’ve come to trust you in a way I hadn’t thought possible anymore. You used to be so very strange to me, sometimes you still are! But it’s a kind of strangeness that I welcome.