[ Rapidly swept up in the whirlpool of Quentin's arms, Set huffs and puffs against his collarbone — shoulders and spine stiffening, as if he expects something other than a warm embrace ( it had taken him time, even with Shanks, to not tighten his core against a kind touch ), before he grumbles like a sour animal and softens there, where he's held. ]
It is not impossible for a god. We come from the root of reality — the cosmic sea, where we are assigned parameters within which to function. Our roles and functions are defined for us, and cannot change. We can gain them, but we cannot divorce ourselves from that origin.
[ And his, he'd come to know long ago, was to be the red-headed stepchild to all others. Still, he has his pride! ]
Really, Quentin. Keeping everyone safe is not my duty. I enjoy watching them struggle and strive to survive and win — this would be a game in my honor, back home. I still think of it, as such.
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It is not impossible for a god. We come from the root of reality — the cosmic sea, where we are assigned parameters within which to function. Our roles and functions are defined for us, and cannot change. We can gain them, but we cannot divorce ourselves from that origin.
[ And his, he'd come to know long ago, was to be the red-headed stepchild to all others. Still, he has his pride! ]
Really, Quentin. Keeping everyone safe is not my duty. I enjoy watching them struggle and strive to survive and win — this would be a game in my honor, back home. I still think of it, as such.