[ Mr. Kindly's weight is nothing more than a gentle pressure on its lap, and Death wastes no time drumming up more salmon for him. Delicately, Death feeds the shadow cat with one hand, while the other strokes along his spine. Mr. Kindly's paws leave little indentations on Death's robes. ]
You can have aaall the treats you want while you're here. [ A momentary pause, then: ] Why are you here?
( Mia has always tried to pet Mister Kindly in some form or another, and there's been a ghost of a touch, but Death's touch is so much more real. as real to Mister Kindly as the salmon. it's like coming into a world where Mister Kindly actually fits well. it's a strange sensation, but one he likes. )
...salmon. good company...( the cat rattles off between mouthfuls. his head turns up to Death now. )...i thought you might be lonely, too...
[ Death is unable to make any kind of expression, but its shoulders droop a little. ]
What, me? Lonely? [ its hand pauses behind Mr. Kindly's shoulder blades. ] I've got all the souls that have ever passed to keep me company. Why would you think I'm lonely?
[ Death is lonely. Death is so lonely. Don't believe its lies, Mr. Kindly. ]
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You can have aaall the treats you want while you're here. [ A momentary pause, then: ] Why are you here?
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...salmon. good company... ( the cat rattles off between mouthfuls. his head turns up to Death now. ) ...i thought you might be lonely, too...
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What, me? Lonely? [ its hand pauses behind Mr. Kindly's shoulder blades. ] I've got all the souls that have ever passed to keep me company. Why would you think I'm lonely?
[ Death is lonely. Death is so lonely. Don't believe its lies, Mr. Kindly. ]