"And you arenāt the light half of mine, although you do look like him" he muttered, wincing as another wave of headache came over him.
"But yet here we are"
"I canāt be the light half of someone elseās soul when Iām already the whole," he replied, smoothly. He paid no mind to the other as he winced. It wasnāt a concern of his.
"Iām just wondering if you know as little as you claim."
"Unfortunately, I do" he sighed. "As much as I dislike it that way"













