Of course, then he whips out the worst joke he's heard in like, two years. Mikleo groans audibly.]
I'm thinking about it.
[a minute later:]
If a seraph makes it, is it still the Shepherd's pie?
[Despite this, however, he's feeling secretly (not so secretly) very happy about this development. Mikleo has had a long time to learn what he was like before, to dream, to lean into the life that came for his human one with a vengeance. He's carefully viewed and sorted all of these memories like the dutiful scholar that he is.
But this is the first time he's really able to... use them for anything. To connect with other people through them, instead of having those memories and circumstances split him apart from everyone else.
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Of course, then he whips out the worst joke he's heard in like, two years. Mikleo groans audibly.]
I'm thinking about it.
[a minute later:]
If a seraph makes it, is it still the Shepherd's pie?
[Despite this, however, he's feeling secretly (not so secretly) very happy about this development. Mikleo has had a long time to learn what he was like before, to dream, to lean into the life that came for his human one with a vengeance. He's carefully viewed and sorted all of these memories like the dutiful scholar that he is.
But this is the first time he's really able to... use them for anything. To connect with other people through them, instead of having those memories and circumstances split him apart from everyone else.
... Feels nice, actually.]