voice;

[fadeling]

[Cole isn't really sure what to think about all of this, but he knows it isn't good. He doesn't like any of this. People are changing and it's not good changing. He could say that but he thinks that's probably obvious by now. People should know already.

He doesn't like when they change people. Those are the hardest to deal with.]

They're too loud. Not like before. Hurting and hurt and held together with rage.

[It's painful to listen to, and it's confusing everything else. That has to be the point, though, right?]

Gods with names like demons, games with the toys that try not to be played with. The tangles are tied too tight again.

I don't like being a toy.

[No one does, really.]

You should try to be hard to see. I can make you hard to see if you need it.

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[devilsavocado]

[ Matt just hums. ]

You're used to it, huh?

[ He knows how that feels, hearing everything till it's nothing. ]

Is that a power you have, like how you can hear how people feel?

[fadeling]

Yes. [To both things.] It helps me help people, hearing the hurts ling sibilant singing.

[devilsavocado]

Helping people is important. That's a good goal to have.

[ You're a good kid, Cole... ]

[fadeling]

Yes. Heal the hurt, help the helpless. That's what I do. That's what I am.

[devilsavocado]

[ He's 100% sure he's being metaphorical here. ]

You must have your work cut out for you, here.

[fadeling]

That's alright. I like helping.

[devilsavocado]

The gods don't make it easy, do they?

[fadeling]

No. When they whisper it sounds like screaming.