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       he shares the same sentiment — there was a certain beauty in silence, a type of beauty you wouldn’t be able to experience under the usual hustle and bustle of human routine, which is why he’d chosen to live far away from humans and their cities instead opting for a lifestyle encased in nature. he’d spent a long time trying to decipher just how the night, in its innate veil of silence, had the power to shift all of that restless energy into perfect peace. unfortunately, even after all these years, he still came up short on a meaningful explanation. “ that’s not a nicer way of telling me to fuck off, is it ?? ” he chuckled.  

             “ see, all it takes is a bit of a gentle touch — ” the tiniest little stem had poked out of the freshly watered soil with a small wave of his hand, growing steadily a few centimeters tall before gradually sprouting a pair of bright pink leaves before turning to face the beaming morning sun. it was a little more than a party trick compared to his other abilities, but it was still one of the only ones he loved to demonstrate. to ari, a flower such as this was like family, a pure, innocent newborn baby to be nurtured and taken care of till it was ready to face the world. “ and there you have it, my dearest dion. a newborn coleus — my gift to you. ”

         it’s an odd question, in all honesty. one he’s not exactly certain how to respond to off the top of his head. a brief moment is taken to collect himself, shaking all of the excess pool water off his hair, fingers digging a little too deep into his eye sockets to remove any stray droplets — had this been regular river water, he’d bask in it but chlorine wasn’t too good on the skin, even for an immortal. “ well you’re at the sports center — ” at that point he realizes the stranger’s appearance didn’t really match the aesthetic, which made him wonder what exactly he was referring to when he asked about where he was. “ something tells me that’s not the answer you were looking for, though... ”

          “ i know the feeling — ” he ponders for a moment ;;  in the last few decades, he had become more evasive of humans probably due to them becoming worse than they had ever been before. just like any other person however, he still had grocery shopping to do for anything he couldn’t grow in his own gardens and doing so at night seemed like the only happy medium in that particular predicament. “ i’m not a huge fan of people, i suppose — this is the only time of day when i get to see as few of them as possible. ”

oh god, the cheezbot found me. i must go back into hiding. 

         " not looking, no — ” but it always seemed to find him. why had it become so impossible to enjoy a quiet walk in peace, he would never understand. people were so involved nowadays, just unable to mind their own business and this one here was a prime example. why would a grown man decide to bleach his hair like that anyway ?! “ i sure hope you’re not, either — this is a brand new coat and i’d hate to mess it up putting you in your place . . . ”

                           “ and which might you be ?? a fool ? trouble ?                                     maybe an unfortunate mix of both ?? ” 

still, the thought lets him drift but for a moment — getting lost. it’s been quite a while since he’d felt that free. . . “ if only i was ever that lucky, my dear ethan. . . if only — ”