[ Sebastian breathes out a little laugh at just where Bondrewd’s staff came from, but it’s only lightly surprised. It’s merely the fact that someone else had used such a method. The little staff of the Phantomhive manor came about in such a similar way, but it felt like a rather fortunate set of circumstances to him. So, it’s a bit pleasing to hear Bondrewd had the same, though he doesn’t speak to it. There’s no need, in his opinion. It’s a shared curiosity, but the servants of the Phantomhive manor were a matter of the past. ]
Then you of course have my thanks. I shall prepare something delightful and be certain there is room at the table for work.
[ How improper a setup! But despite any appearance otherwise, he is relaxing in his strict Victorian manners at this point. Somewhat. ]
Prushka, was it? I am sorry to hear that she passed. With how you spoke of her before, I had assumed… Well. [ Not that she was alive, necessarily, as Zenith’s claims didn’t quite allow for that, but. ] Was she your protégé as well?
Besides seeing the work the Ido Front was undertaking, it certainly didn't hurt to introduce the individuals and groups hunting him for the price on his head to Zoaholic, either. Once in its proximity, humans tended to prove rather weak-willed and susceptible to it, and thus primed for his consciousness to join with theirs. But, he does not have Zoaholic. ( Yet. ) Thus, no ability to do the same thing, without convincing someone thoroughly to his way. ]
My daughter and protégé, yes. She often helped me with my work. Not all of it, mind you — but, matters I could entrust her with. She was the most resolute soul, impossible to break the will of, and it was her love that allowed me to transcend all limits. Love was truly the answer to some of my greatest work.
[ this is going to be funny to see sebastian work mentally through ]
[ This response is… not what Sebastian expected at all. However one feels the Math Lady Meme™ through Communion, that is what’s going on here. ]
…Forgive me.
[ He does at least know that he is transmitting that feeling, whatever it is, so he does apologize. ]
It is merely a bit of a surprise to hear. When I have met those dedicated to scientific pursuits and especially with your vigor, they tend to be more muted sorts. But admittedly, love is the human emotion I understand the least.
Oh, but it is the most invigorating of emotions! Should you wish to learn to emulate love as you do biological function, it might become a wonderful advantage for you to hold. No one would expect a demon capable of comprehending love, even on an intellectual level, effectively enough to utilize it.
Your mind is so adorable, Mister Michaelis.
[ He has zero issues with considering making Sebastian more dangerous. Though, he does reasonable expect that 'love' is utterly incompatible with his nature, and might be a deeply difficult thing. That Sebastian's brain is doing the [???????????] equivalent is charming to him. ]
Aah, it was the love of my daughter, and perhaps all the children I knew, that allowed me to uncover the manner in which I might transcend the grasp of the Abyss's curse — the force that caused mental and physical anguish, thus entrapping those who delved too deep. To be loved, was to be able to escape the Curse and transform it into a Blessing.
[ …There he goes again, calling him adorable, and over something Sebastian would consider decidedly not adorable. Or at least that would be his understanding with any other person. Bondrewd is correct that it would give him an advantage, and Sebastian even has an argument on his tongue that he can emulate the motions of it well enough, but… No, he decides to let it go. Lest he be called adorable again, maybe.
…Not that the other half of this conversation is any less perplexing, though. ]
…This Abyss of yours is truly a strange place. When you first told me of it, I was distinctly reminded of a particular author’s depiction of Hell, but the more you speak of it…
[ AND EVERYTHING ELSE? ]
No, it is somehow far stranger. Yet, it still seems apt, somehow, what with talk of curses and blessings. From what you have said, I have a sense enough of what makes a curse, but then what would a blessing be?
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Then you of course have my thanks. I shall prepare something delightful and be certain there is room at the table for work.
[ How improper a setup! But despite any appearance otherwise, he is relaxing in his strict Victorian manners at this point. Somewhat. ]
Prushka, was it? I am sorry to hear that she passed. With how you spoke of her before, I had assumed… Well. [ Not that she was alive, necessarily, as Zenith’s claims didn’t quite allow for that, but. ] Was she your protégé as well?
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Besides seeing the work the Ido Front was undertaking, it certainly didn't hurt to introduce the individuals and groups hunting him for the price on his head to Zoaholic, either. Once in its proximity, humans tended to prove rather weak-willed and susceptible to it, and thus primed for his consciousness to join with theirs. But, he does not have Zoaholic. ( Yet. ) Thus, no ability to do the same thing, without convincing someone thoroughly to his way. ]
My daughter and protégé, yes. She often helped me with my work. Not all of it, mind you — but, matters I could entrust her with. She was the most resolute soul, impossible to break the will of, and it was her love that allowed me to transcend all limits. Love was truly the answer to some of my greatest work.
[ this is going to be funny to see sebastian work mentally through ]
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…Forgive me.
[ He does at least know that he is transmitting that feeling, whatever it is, so he does apologize. ]
It is merely a bit of a surprise to hear. When I have met those dedicated to scientific pursuits and especially with your vigor, they tend to be more muted sorts. But admittedly, love is the human emotion I understand the least.
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Your mind is so adorable, Mister Michaelis.
[ He has zero issues with considering making Sebastian more dangerous. Though, he does reasonable expect that 'love' is utterly incompatible with his nature, and might be a deeply difficult thing. That Sebastian's brain is doing the [???????????] equivalent is charming to him. ]
Aah, it was the love of my daughter, and perhaps all the children I knew, that allowed me to uncover the manner in which I might transcend the grasp of the Abyss's curse — the force that caused mental and physical anguish, thus entrapping those who delved too deep. To be loved, was to be able to escape the Curse and transform it into a Blessing.
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…Not that the other half of this conversation is any less perplexing, though. ]
…This Abyss of yours is truly a strange place. When you first told me of it, I was distinctly reminded of a particular author’s depiction of Hell, but the more you speak of it…
[ AND EVERYTHING ELSE? ]
No, it is somehow far stranger. Yet, it still seems apt, somehow, what with talk of curses and blessings. From what you have said, I have a sense enough of what makes a curse, but then what would a blessing be?