Psii wasn't so embarrassed about talking of pailing so much as the feelings associated with it. He was used to having to hide the squishiest parts of his center. He and Signless already had so much between them as friends, it was hard to pass this dalliance off as just a whim. He tried to think of what he thought kismesitude was supposed to be like.
"Thomeone'th jutht tho much of a pain, you want to pail them. They're great, and you admire them, but thome of their qualitieth make you want to punch them in the fathe. There'th altho rivalry involved, competition which helpth make both of you thtronger." Talking about it as a hypothetical example made it easier.
"Thometimeth he actth pale with me though." He abruptly stopped walking. He was aware that Signless and Roland were sometimes pale, and he didn't want to encroach on that, but it was a thing that seemed almost compulsive. Signless was overly concerned for Psii's mental health, and vice versa. Psii also wanted to protect him a little more than a kismesis should. These things were amorphous in his mind, hard to put into words, so he didn't.
"That'th like.... the oppothite of what he'th thuppothed to be doing, but he never really did what he wath 'thuppothed' to in hith life anyway, even if it meant hith thafety. We'd argue about that whether we were pale or caliginouth. We—well, I wath taught that quadrantth that vathillate back and forth were not good. He thayth they're more thimilar than I think, but then again, he managed to make it work with Disciple in all the quadrantth."
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Psii wasn't so embarrassed about talking of pailing so much as the feelings associated with it. He was used to having to hide the squishiest parts of his center. He and Signless already had so much between them as friends, it was hard to pass this dalliance off as just a whim. He tried to think of what he thought kismesitude was supposed to be like.
"Thomeone'th jutht tho much of a pain, you want to pail them. They're great, and you admire them, but thome of their qualitieth make you want to punch them in the fathe. There'th altho rivalry involved, competition which helpth make both of you thtronger." Talking about it as a hypothetical example made it easier.
"Thometimeth he actth pale with me though." He abruptly stopped walking. He was aware that Signless and Roland were sometimes pale, and he didn't want to encroach on that, but it was a thing that seemed almost compulsive. Signless was overly concerned for Psii's mental health, and vice versa. Psii also wanted to protect him a little more than a kismesis should. These things were amorphous in his mind, hard to put into words, so he didn't.
"That'th like.... the oppothite of what he'th thuppothed to be doing, but he never really did what he wath 'thuppothed' to in hith life anyway, even if it meant hith thafety. We'd argue about that whether we were pale or caliginouth. We—well, I wath taught that quadrantth that vathillate back and forth were not good. He thayth they're more thimilar than I think, but then again, he managed to make it work with Disciple in all the quadrantth."