Re: The Egyptian: Selina/Destiny
[It said something about her nerves that she didn't flinch, but he hadn't expected her to either. Nor did he expect her to present any other face than one of the carefree cat, nothing at all bothering her and why should it?
He tilted his head back and maybe if those dark sunglasses weren't quite so dark, they might have shown his eyes closing as his nostrils flared, taking in the scent of the city and the hotel room mixed together on the slight breeze. Everywhere always smelled so different than his garden - here was the slight undertone of chemical cleaner, fresh flowers on the table, salt and rain and automobile oil from the world outside.
There was the rasp of denim and his head came down, attention seemingly focused on her once again. He couldn't see the smile, but he knew the details of it, and there was a slight movement in his mouth that suggested a smile of his own.] For the future. And yes, I know. Concept is both true and not - we are concepts given flesh and form. Personifications of the abstract. We are not deities. [Though some of them had been worshipped as such, both here on Earth and elsewhere. He paused. The younger self might have been better at this, but this was the easier part of tonight's conversation.] Do you want the philosophy of it? You may not like what you hear.