So aldo damiani is a bee right?
Industrious, mindless, worker. Wings moving at 11,400 beats per minute. That's what makes him buzz. He's always thinking of math. He has strict routines, rituals, and repetition. He's putting together his honey comb. Hexagons. He calls Chicago a hive of people and talks about how bees are dumb and slow and cute and just part of one big mass (the people within the hive of Chicago).
And then he meets regan. And he puts together this new hexagon. Six corners, six sides, six conversations. And he's solving her like one of his problems and suddenly he is a bee that is no longer godless. He found something to worship. He found Regan.
aldo damiani is a bee that is no longer godless. He worships regan.
And of course that reverence is reciprocated but that's not what this post is about. This post was about aldo only and his love for regan. Not regan's for aldo.