[ Comfortable, he thinks, letting the atmosphere wash over him.
Logically Cale knows it is some kind of illusion. Just a skin decorating a spatial dimension. It is real-but-not. It shouldn't feel this... nice? And he knows it shouldn't. Knows he should probably be scared that he feels safe here, because safe isn't something Cale can feel so easily. So obviously his feelings are being manipulated somehow. But—
There's no war. No Hunters. No worlds calling for his help.
It makes Cale feel light in a way he can't identify, easing some tension in his body and leaving him pleasantly relaxed. ]
...pretty nice, for a dimension in a spoon. How much did it cost you?
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[ Comfortable, he thinks, letting the atmosphere wash over him.
Logically Cale knows it is some kind of illusion. Just a skin decorating a spatial dimension. It is real-but-not. It shouldn't feel this... nice? And he knows it shouldn't. Knows he should probably be scared that he feels safe here, because safe isn't something Cale can feel so easily. So obviously his feelings are being manipulated somehow. But—
There's no war. No Hunters. No worlds calling for his help.
It makes Cale feel light in a way he can't identify, easing some tension in his body and leaving him pleasantly relaxed. ]
...pretty nice, for a dimension in a spoon. How much did it cost you?