❝ i don’t know where else i can go. ❞
* 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙼𝙸𝚃𝙷𝚂 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴 : 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽
A rare moment of vulnerability had presented itself to Shadow Moon at, perhaps, the least appropriate time. New and old gods rested under the same roof, but, despite feeling exhausted, Shadow had yet to find enough time alone to allow himself to drift off into anything remotely similar to sleep. Technical boy stood there, at the feet of his bed, looking frailer than any of the wrinkled grey bastards Shadow had been traveling with in the last few days. Dark eyes gazed at them unblinkingly. Silence had settled between them like dust, leaving no room for distractions. Right then and there, Shadow and Technical Boy were just two people standing in the same dark room staring at each other, battling with the same sense of self-consciousness. It took a while for Shadow to realize just how uncomfortable he felt.
❝ ━━ Well, you can’t stay here. ❞ The ex-con finally said, realizing that the god before him had made no attempts to leave. But as his eyes adjusted to the darkness and got to see Technical Boy’s expression in full detail, Shadow Moon couldn’t help but feel something similar to pity for the scrawny looking bastard. He sighed and sat up on his bed, fully giving up on his sheep counting. ❝ Hey. Just try to get some sleep, alright? ❞ Shadow was surprised by how soft his own voice had sounded. He wasn’t entirely sure his visitor deserved this kind of gentleness. ❝ You’ll be back in your limo, smoking lizards and trying to run me over in no time. ❞ There was a hint of humor there. Not too obvious but still there . The new god clearly wasn’t used to being far away from his worshippers and temples of technology. Shadow remembered how scary it his first day in jail had felt. The idea of being tossed into the unknown without knowing any of the rules or what your own self-worth might be … IT OFTEN COULD LEAD TO VERY BAD DECISIONS. ❝ It’s just for tonight. ❞
