[She does speak of him like anybody else. She doesn't know why she shouldn't. He admits that he loves them, and that only makes her more worried for him. And she was already worried enough to begin with.
He curls up then, and her heart goes out to him. She might not be able to hear his thoughts, but she's there nonetheless. He wants to be held, and her hands are there to encircle him and hold him close to her. He wants to be loved, and her lips are there to press a kiss to the side of his head. He wants to matter, and her words are there only because he matters so much to her.]
...Do you know why I've been so skeptical all this time? It's not...just because of Gamzee. The things you've told me about your religion, I could almost believe them. The idea of the world being made in two parts, of it needing those two parts. I don't disagree. Sometimes I think I get it better than you think I do.
But I can't...imagine putting so much of that into a person. People are fallible. It doesn't matter if they're mortals or gods. When you put all of those things into a person, you're trusting them to decide for you. And everyone makes wrong decisions. Even when I could see the future--Kurloz, I still made wrong decisions. No one is above that. That would be asking too much, even of a god.
[She pets his hair back in soothing strokes, letting her fingers lace through the strands as they go, then gently pulling them free at end to start their journey again.]
It doesn't... really make sense to me, either. If everything has a dark and a light, then why should they only ever be right? And if what you feel opposes them, then why should that only ever be wrong?
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He curls up then, and her heart goes out to him. She might not be able to hear his thoughts, but she's there nonetheless. He wants to be held, and her hands are there to encircle him and hold him close to her. He wants to be loved, and her lips are there to press a kiss to the side of his head. He wants to matter, and her words are there only because he matters so much to her.]
...Do you know why I've been so skeptical all this time? It's not...just because of Gamzee. The things you've told me about your religion, I could almost believe them. The idea of the world being made in two parts, of it needing those two parts. I don't disagree. Sometimes I think I get it better than you think I do.
But I can't...imagine putting so much of that into a person. People are fallible. It doesn't matter if they're mortals or gods. When you put all of those things into a person, you're trusting them to decide for you. And everyone makes wrong decisions. Even when I could see the future--Kurloz, I still made wrong decisions. No one is above that. That would be asking too much, even of a god.
[She pets his hair back in soothing strokes, letting her fingers lace through the strands as they go, then gently pulling them free at end to start their journey again.]
It doesn't... really make sense to me, either. If everything has a dark and a light, then why should they only ever be right? And if what you feel opposes them, then why should that only ever be wrong?