[ Aetós listens silently, but when Bondrewd mentions apocalypse, they do laugh, though it’s no more than a single note that’s clear and cold. ]

Interesting. It sounds like your world and mine share some threads. Unusual.

[ Though that’s clearly a personal aside, since they move on from it quickly. ]

Souls are what interest me. This comes with curses and blessings at times. But it is largely the question of the spark of life that drives me. A frightening prospect to most. Especially here, where it can become tangible. Broken.

So, in a place where extinction is not a concern… What interests you?