Desires were a little like sitting in a room while a number of different people played different instruments at the same level. Some grew loud, overpowering the rest in the room, while others limped a little (though none were as shattered and yet whole like that one guy a few days ago). Ankh was able to tune out the most mundane of the desires, only once and a while getting a spike of desire that quickly faded. It wasn't like he could do anything about it, but it was nice to feel all the same.
The more he was getting use to it, the more he wondered how he was able to navigate his life without it.
Finishing up his ice cream, he perched the empty container on a handy knot in the tree branch and settled to watch his drama properly. He chuckled a little at the antics of the main characters when he realized someone had just said something to him. Ankh blinked and then paused his drama to look down.
"I wouldn't be watching it if it wasn't fun," he replied cautiously. At least this person felt like a normal mind; the emptiness of the managers or the bodyguards was one of the few ways he could use to pick them out of a crowd. "Is it too loud?"
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The more he was getting use to it, the more he wondered how he was able to navigate his life without it.
Finishing up his ice cream, he perched the empty container on a handy knot in the tree branch and settled to watch his drama properly. He chuckled a little at the antics of the main characters when he realized someone had just said something to him. Ankh blinked and then paused his drama to look down.
"I wouldn't be watching it if it wasn't fun," he replied cautiously. At least this person felt like a normal mind; the emptiness of the managers or the bodyguards was one of the few ways he could use to pick them out of a crowd. "Is it too loud?"