Oh, one can only hope the girl has the time and patience to deal with the response that's coming.
"Hugo."
-- it's an odd name on his lips now. It feels as if centuries had past before he'd last spoken it, and yet it comes naturally as though nothing is changed. He's not sure what to call the odd feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he brushes it off and continues, explaining what he can to sate the girl's curiosity.
"He created us to assist the Guardians in building a new world after the calamity," the Batter carries on, not entirely unaware of how strange the whole thing must sound. "He was a child. We were given new life to keep the world pure and safe from ruination."
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"Hugo."
-- it's an odd name on his lips now. It feels as if centuries had past before he'd last spoken it, and yet it comes naturally as though nothing is changed. He's not sure what to call the odd feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he brushes it off and continues, explaining what he can to sate the girl's curiosity.
"He created us to assist the Guardians in building a new world after the calamity," the Batter carries on, not entirely unaware of how strange the whole thing must sound. "He was a child. We were given new life to keep the world pure and safe from ruination."