[The gentle, regular tug on his hair is soothing, a throwback to a time both long ago and more recent (Mithos bored with flowers abundant in a fallow meadow; Lloyd and Colette's small hands figuring out how braiding works, giggling over giving him a crown).]
Every time I step onto that seal, I feel the Seed's erratic pulse beat against my soul.
[Without realising it, his hand has lifted to rub his chest over his heart. Just the memory of that sensation makes it race. Would he be able to feel it, without the exsphere? Kratos suspects yes. The exsphere gave him the power, but the seal is with him. It's always been him.]
It's in a state of sickness and unrest, Yuan -- the state we put it in, to keep it alive. Breaking the rest of the pacts will make its state worse, not better, as the worlds try to pull apart. If the Seed is to be germinated, the worlds must be reunified first.
[There is no other way; and Kratos has spent a long time trying. Sometimes days at a time seated on that seal, waiting for a Chosen, listening to the Seed's internal shriek of pain and seeking some bolt of inspiration as to how to fix what they'd wrought.
[His head turns slightly.]
It would make things easier for you.
[It's not a request ... but it might be permission.]
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[The gentle, regular tug on his hair is soothing, a throwback to a time both long ago and more recent (Mithos bored with flowers abundant in a fallow meadow; Lloyd and Colette's small hands figuring out how braiding works, giggling over giving him a crown).]
Every time I step onto that seal, I feel the Seed's erratic pulse beat against my soul.
[Without realising it, his hand has lifted to rub his chest over his heart. Just the memory of that sensation makes it race. Would he be able to feel it, without the exsphere? Kratos suspects yes. The exsphere gave him the power, but the seal is with him. It's always been him.]
It's in a state of sickness and unrest, Yuan -- the state we put it in, to keep it alive. Breaking the rest of the pacts will make its state worse, not better, as the worlds try to pull apart. If the Seed is to be germinated, the worlds must be reunified first.
[There is no other way; and Kratos has spent a long time trying. Sometimes days at a time seated on that seal, waiting for a Chosen, listening to the Seed's internal shriek of pain and seeking some bolt of inspiration as to how to fix what they'd wrought.
[His head turns slightly.]
It would make things easier for you.
[It's not a request ... but it might be permission.]