[ He's about to refute that, but finds that he cannot. He knows his current status and outlook does not come without price.
If he were not so isolated, he would not have turned to other avenues to ease that long-held itch he can't seem to get rid of. That desire to be understood... ]
I suppose you are right, [ he says, finally. He follows her gaze, vaguely wondering what it is she's looking at - not physically, but mentally. ]
Though I am not certain what makes something both ugly and inhuman. [ Human or not, does it make such a difference? He truly doesn't think so. ]
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If he were not so isolated, he would not have turned to other avenues to ease that long-held itch he can't seem to get rid of. That desire to be understood... ]
I suppose you are right, [ he says, finally. He follows her gaze, vaguely wondering what it is she's looking at - not physically, but mentally. ]
Though I am not certain what makes something both ugly and inhuman. [ Human or not, does it make such a difference? He truly doesn't think so. ]