[ he lets him do what he needs to do in terms of gathering himself up. memories suddenly flashing here and there are not exactly what they need right now. especially ones that are so jarring. ]
If you can see the color of a soul... then I'd say that's quite the proof, but...
[ his lips thin a moment. ] I think I understand... even if only a little.
[ percy knows well enough that he does not know the world entire, though he'd like to think it. here and now, he finds humility in the monumental sensation left behind the memory itself.
he gives pause and glances at the bubble before giving his hand a shake and... pressing his palm to it and conjuring a stab of red light. it's russian roulette, really— ]
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If you can see the color of a soul... then I'd say that's quite the proof, but...
[ his lips thin a moment. ] I think I understand... even if only a little.
[ percy knows well enough that he does not know the world entire, though he'd like to think it. here and now, he finds humility in the monumental sensation left behind the memory itself.
he gives pause and glances at the bubble before giving his hand a shake and... pressing his palm to it and conjuring a stab of red light. it's russian roulette, really— ]