[ The older god's hand still feels textured as a human's skin should, but it's incredibly smooth. His body temperature is also cooler than that of a human's, drawing halfway between it and room temperature. Perfect, like a sculpted doll. ]
Accurate. 'Tis a strange thing to say, but it improves my awareness of my physical state.
[ Not quite down to cellular level, but something of the sort. ]
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Accurate. 'Tis a strange thing to say, but it improves my awareness of my physical state.
[ Not quite down to cellular level, but something of the sort. ]
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Makes sense given the kind of god you are, I guess.
[ Yato can't say he'd want the same for himself... Being in a constant state of imprecision suits him. ]
Do you like it?
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When I was a human, I was afflicted with a blood disease. I do not have it now, I would count that the sole blessing.
[ He's still not very comfortable with the entire notion of returning to godhood. ]
I do not feel ready to take on my old mantle.
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[ Relatively speaking. Yato stops poking Lucian to lean back and cross his arms. ]
What would "taking on your old mantle" mean, anyway?