[ Rhy hesitates, and then keeps quiet as the server returns with their order. He offers her a smile and a nod of thanks, and reaches for his tea. It's too hot to drink, but his fingers wrap around the porcelain of the cup, holding it gently. ]
Usually... I feel little. If I concentrate, there's something there, like a soft background noise drifting on the wind.
When I visit it in the Horizon, that noise becomes louder, the sensations more distinct. When I touch it, it makes me feel like I am... somewhere outside myself, looking on at my own existence. It's uncomfortable, I admit.
But when there's something wrong-- during the Dimming, or just recently because of the rifts -- I can feel the echo of its 'emotions' as if they were my own.
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Usually... I feel little. If I concentrate, there's something there, like a soft background noise drifting on the wind.
When I visit it in the Horizon, that noise becomes louder, the sensations more distinct. When I touch it, it makes me feel like I am... somewhere outside myself, looking on at my own existence. It's uncomfortable, I admit.
But when there's something wrong-- during the Dimming, or just recently because of the rifts -- I can feel the echo of its 'emotions' as if they were my own.