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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[fadeling]

Because they need it. It doesn't matter if they remember me. What matters is I helped.

[feelslikeimspilling]

[ It suddenly made sense to Will why this guy was bothering him so much. It was because he reminded him of Will. Both helpful and selfless and pathetic. ]

If that's what keeps you going... You just, keep doing you.

[ Probably sounded more patronizing than he meant it to. ]

[fadeling]

[He's...not really sure what that means.]

Yes. I think. Did I say that?

[feelslikeimspilling]

[ Cole's reaction made Will laugh a little. ]

It's okay. I didn't mean to confuse you. It's been nice getting to know you... I find you very interesting.

[fadeling]

Maybe I am. Thank you.

[feelslikeimspilling]

You're welcome... I'll keep my eyes peeled for you in future... If I can see you that is.

[fadeling]

Maybe. I'll still be there.