[There's a slight shrug of his shoulders as Disce cuddles up to Sholmes. A life like that is normal, especially for the Northerners. A hard life? There are worse than this baseline of misery.
Has Nero really found a space he can belong? Even with the other Sage's Wizards, it's not like he's entirely at ease there either.
If someone ignores me, I get lonely. If someone asks for my help, I feel anxious. I can't live near people, but when they don't want me around, I feel like my heart's being torn to pieces.
Nero does even know who he is as a person. How could he say he's found a place to settle down? He's always been uncomfortable in his own skin.]
[Disce cuddles up against him, and he'll sigh, reaching over to gently pet over her head.]
[A slice of home...]
I've lived in the same flat for over sixteen years. A place located on 221B Baker Street. It has been my home, and my daughter's home, for so long. Its difficult to say that I have a slice of it, when I always return to it. I suppose that's the closest thing I have, to the concept.
Ah, well, you'd be surprised how little humans notice, if that's the reason behind your periodic movements. Some humans look quite young for years and years. You could stretch it, a tad.
[He nods at that.]
The very one. So admittedly, it is very sentimental to me.
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[He nods, though. Coming from those circumstances, working hard to find yourself, find a place where you belong...it's understandable.]
At least...you have the fields of wheat to give you comfort. Something beautiful, through all those difficulties.
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Has Nero really found a space he can belong? Even with the other Sage's Wizards, it's not like he's entirely at ease there either.
If someone ignores me, I get lonely. If someone asks for my help, I feel anxious. I can't live near people, but when they don't want me around, I feel like my heart's being torn to pieces.
Nero does even know who he is as a person. How could he say he's found a place to settle down? He's always been uncomfortable in his own skin.]
Just a little slice of home. Somewhere soothing.
... Have something like that where you're from?
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[A slice of home...]
I've lived in the same flat for over sixteen years. A place located on 221B Baker Street. It has been my home, and my daughter's home, for so long. Its difficult to say that I have a slice of it, when I always return to it. I suppose that's the closest thing I have, to the concept.
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Never stayed in a house that long.
[What's it like to be able to put roots down?]
Miss it?
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[That's...sad.]
I do, yes. But what I miss most of all is my daughter. I'd trade my flat in an instant if I knew I could have her at my side.
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[Probably less than that.]
The one your partner left you with, right? [Family...]
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[He nods at that.]
The very one. So admittedly, it is very sentimental to me.
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[No getting out of a contract like that.
... A slight smile.]
I don't really know what it's like, but... let's get ya back to her.
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[His face breaks into a light smile.]
Thank you, Nero.