Yes, that squishy thing was him. An Zhe could connect the dots between those tentacles and the fashionable one on Eight's head. Was he a xenogenic too, like him? It felt dangerous to make those kind of guesses in an unfamiliar place, but he couldn't deny the sights happening in front of his eyes. Even if they were not the same, they still were in a way.
A heavy feeling made a home in him. There it was again, that guilt that had lived with him at the research institute. As badly as it felt, An Zhe ignored it and said nothing at all. Not yet. He was sorry.
Thank goodness for this fine distraction of a paint store flooding out of his truck.
An Zhe blinked down at all of it owlishly. Wow. "Really?" Gosh. "That's... convenient."
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Yes, that squishy thing was him. An Zhe could connect the dots between those tentacles and the fashionable one on Eight's head. Was he a xenogenic too, like him? It felt dangerous to make those kind of guesses in an unfamiliar place, but he couldn't deny the sights happening in front of his eyes. Even if they were not the same, they still were in a way.
A heavy feeling made a home in him. There it was again, that guilt that had lived with him at the research institute. As badly as it felt, An Zhe ignored it and said nothing at all. Not yet. He was sorry.
Thank goodness for this fine distraction of a paint store flooding out of his truck.
An Zhe blinked down at all of it owlishly. Wow. "Really?" Gosh. "That's... convenient."