[Before he can stop himself, Wilhelm looks back at chaos. What else does he need to do? What more does chaos want from him? If chaos expects him to beg, Wilhelm could do that; he is a shameless creature. If chaos wants to be reassured, to have his fears dispelled, Wilhelm could do that too.
All in all, Wilhelm believes he's powerful enough to protect chaos from himself if need be. He'd even do it without the whole soul-shattering thing that Mary resorted to. Evolving to this point took a considerable amount of time and effort--isn't that obvious? But he did it for the Domain, and he did it for them.]
You are incorrigible, [he says in an undertone.
Passing mortals probably do find this conversation to be a bit suggestive. Out of context, everything they're saying sounds like an attempted negotiation for some unusual kind of sex. It's just as well that chaos decides to make things a little more personal.
It tickles his head pleasantly, hearing chaos like this. Wilhelm would never admit that he savors telepathy with chaos.]
You know what I mean, Yeshua. I see little and less of you as time goes by. It's...
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All in all, Wilhelm believes he's powerful enough to protect chaos from himself if need be. He'd even do it without the whole soul-shattering thing that Mary resorted to. Evolving to this point took a considerable amount of time and effort--isn't that obvious? But he did it for the Domain, and he did it for them.]
You are incorrigible, [he says in an undertone.
Passing mortals probably do find this conversation to be a bit suggestive. Out of context, everything they're saying sounds like an attempted negotiation for some unusual kind of sex. It's just as well that chaos decides to make things a little more personal.
It tickles his head pleasantly, hearing chaos like this. Wilhelm would never admit that he savors telepathy with chaos.]
You know what I mean, Yeshua. I see little and less of you as time goes by. It's...
[How should he phrase this?]
... troubling, to me.