[Dezel flinches mentally and emotionally at the response.]
Don't-!
[He cuts himself off, anger having spiked suddenly. There's a moment of quiet while he reins his emotions in again. When he continues, his voice is quieter. Willfully restrained.]
...don't call me that. Please.
[He sighs.]
Your Arehtei... if it's not Elios, you don't share an alignment with me. If you do, your crystal should be blood orange tinted. Or will be soon, if it has yet to take on a definite color.
Otherwise believing I'm real isn't enough. There's something about the human subconscious that...likes to fight the idea of us existing. The way around it is to forge an emotional bond with individual seraphim. Here, anyway. That doesn't work back home.
[Voice] poor Barry
Don't-!
[He cuts himself off, anger having spiked suddenly. There's a moment of quiet while he reins his emotions in again. When he continues, his voice is quieter. Willfully restrained.]
...don't call me that. Please.
[He sighs.]
Your Arehtei... if it's not Elios, you don't share an alignment with me. If you do, your crystal should be blood orange tinted. Or will be soon, if it has yet to take on a definite color.
Otherwise believing I'm real isn't enough. There's something about the human subconscious that...likes to fight the idea of us existing. The way around it is to forge an emotional bond with individual seraphim. Here, anyway. That doesn't work back home.