Re: [Reaction]
[He glanced at the band fitting his ring finger so perfectly, like an exoskeleton of love long gone, visible to the world, still hidden from his waking soul, sheltering the soft small parts. No harm.] It must have meant something to me. [He looked back up, a steady gaze, no use in mourning what he couldn’t grasp.]
Usually don’t like being tied down… in any way. [Obviously he had dealt with them before, they were part of nature, they died, there was a soul to pass on, though arguably one could claim there were two isolated beings, interwoven into one. A different kind of once a month.] Why don’t you? Make the separation? [Curiosity piqued, he’d never had the change to delve deeper into the matter.] Does the wild control you?
[Aiden was still skeptical, so far the advance in technology hadn’t convinced him to be for the betterment of humanity. While everything seemed to have picked up its pace, people seemed slower, more sedentary, sitting ducks, one could argue.] I’ll take your word for it. You seem to know them. [Words. Atticus possessed power over them.]
[The word ‘Christian’ drew a full smile to Aiden’s face, if only for a brief moment.] Oh, I wasn’t baptized by that fire. [He had no love for Christianity, no love for any religion. The Jesus freaks had fucked the corporation over big time for a while. Death was best kept a neutral zone, like Switzerland… minus chocolate, cheese and dadaism.]
Everyone and everything dies. Supernatural, immortal beings die. What we think of as eternity is finite. [To him it was fact, immersed in death, doused in dust and blood of the ages.] What we call a god, just another powerful being. Maybe we are too quick to accept when someone is seemingly superior. If we could travel in time, wouldn’t we be Gods to our ancestors? [There was always a flaw, a fail-safe built into the universe.]