"Why?" Ryder asked, his big eyes focussed on Raine, but his head still leaned into Anton's hand. That also unexpectedly reminded Anton of Larrikin. Larrikin had been ... tactile. Frustrating, invasive, loud, overly gleeful.
Funny. Comforting. Compassionate. Loving.
"Because it hurts," said Anton quietly, but steadily. "Miss Raine's society is lacking knowledge about the foundation of their existence. Such a thing makes it difficult to define one's self. If you did not know from where you had come, would you not wish to know?"
Ryder thought about that, his eyes half closed. "Yes," he decided after a moment. "If we had all hatched before we were found, we wouldn't know anything. That would be awful."
"Such is Miss Raine's pain."
It was a neat way of explaining things without having to admit something of his own. It wasn't like Anton to hide thoughts, and he wouldn't if asked directly, but Larrikin was something precious. A precious thing, shown too much, became less. That wasn't something he was willing to do to Larrikin's memory.
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Funny. Comforting. Compassionate. Loving.
"Because it hurts," said Anton quietly, but steadily. "Miss Raine's society is lacking knowledge about the foundation of their existence. Such a thing makes it difficult to define one's self. If you did not know from where you had come, would you not wish to know?"
Ryder thought about that, his eyes half closed. "Yes," he decided after a moment. "If we had all hatched before we were found, we wouldn't know anything. That would be awful."
"Such is Miss Raine's pain."
It was a neat way of explaining things without having to admit something of his own. It wasn't like Anton to hide thoughts, and he wouldn't if asked directly, but Larrikin was something precious. A precious thing, shown too much, became less. That wasn't something he was willing to do to Larrikin's memory.