#steampcwered

gently takes her cup and replaces it with tea with a gentle ‘no, no you dont need this’

                 Nemo loves him, recently it’s been harder and harder to believe that as fact.     he’s felt as though his time in his life has been coming to an end,    he’s nervous,    &  he’s been trying to keep his distance to ensure that Nemo can remain comfortable.   They weren’t even on this subject,   but when he spoke those words..    he paused, forgetting what it was they were talking about just moments before,   his eyes suddenly stuck on him.

whaddya mean fixed in game

He hated this, the feeling of helplessness, the inability to know any good with words. Even then what would he say? He had no horse in the race, not really. He was damned and the only known way to fix that was a price he wasn’t willing to pay. He was sludge that formed in the sewers from everyone else’s shit. 

“Not all the witches who raised me were wicked,” he started unsure how to even say what screamed in his heart, but he had to try, “There was one, Nana, closest to a mother I ever got.”

“She told me that we cannot change what we are,” Raserei let out a bitter laugh, “Which seemed so daft to me at the time, creature like you were made, you were something else and forced to be something different. And in that meddling shit like me got born.” 

He was rambling off topic and getting upset. The large man took in a deep breath and steadied himself, “Maybe this is what we were meant to be, ja? So she said that, but she continued with it’s who we are that matters and the what we do. The echoes we leave behind.”

Raserei looked at Nemo with a solemn look, “You are not nothing, you cause echoes with every breath you take, every word spoken.  The things you’ve done are not nothing! They think you are nothing, they want to believe you are nothing. They brought you into this world and they treated you like whore treats her unwanted child. They rewrote what it meant to be a person the first time they tried to take the role of gods and made you. You are someone, something. And you can’t just lay here and cry about it. You want to defeat them? Make them hear you. Every action, even the smallest has an echo, sends out a tremor. And it’s those tremors that weaken the foundations of mountains that cause them to fall.” 

Raserei took in a deep breath, and recoiled back, he didn’t realize he had gotten so close to the thinner man in his ranting.

Nemo: literally falls over and stops functioning

“Mhm. Didn’t know ya had a thing for amputees, did ya~?”