[NOT THIS ICON. Personally, I think Childe deserves to have a prize and be unleashed once more upon the world.]
I don't think that's something you can't accomplish.
[Like, he would be stupid as hell to deny Childe can't do something when Childe puts his mind to it. Honestly. He seems mildly amused by the conviction, though.]
If you have lived among something like the Abyssal plane, there isn't much else you can't do.
[Hmmm. He peers at Childe curiously.]
Do you miss them, or do you still see your family?
[YEAH YEAH MY ICON gives you the other one... DON'T JUST SUPPORT HIM LIKE THIS THOUGH HELP!!! Let him stew in hell for a while, maybe that'll calm him down. (It won't)
And, well--he wouldn't have said it if he didn't believe it himself, but it's nice to hear it all the same, especially from someone he considers a kindred spirit. Unfortunately, he likes praise... he doesn't preen annoyingly, but he does smile, and there's a twinkle in his otherwise lightless eyes.]
I'd like to think so too. [Essek already knows he doesn't believe in limits, so it's only a matter of patience and effort, as far as he's concerned.
His smile fades a little then, though, the edges of it softened at the thought of his loved ones.]
...I did, when I could. Not as often as I would've liked, since I was typically out on the frontlines, but I tried to make time to visit at least a few times a year.
[But it's not like they can write letters to hell, so...]
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I don't think that's something you can't accomplish.
[Like, he would be stupid as hell to deny Childe can't do something when Childe puts his mind to it. Honestly. He seems mildly amused by the conviction, though.]
If you have lived among something like the Abyssal plane, there isn't much else you can't do.
[Hmmm. He peers at Childe curiously.]
Do you miss them, or do you still see your family?
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And, well--he wouldn't have said it if he didn't believe it himself, but it's nice to hear it all the same, especially from someone he considers a kindred spirit. Unfortunately, he likes praise... he doesn't preen annoyingly, but he does smile, and there's a twinkle in his otherwise lightless eyes.]
I'd like to think so too. [Essek already knows he doesn't believe in limits, so it's only a matter of patience and effort, as far as he's concerned.
His smile fades a little then, though, the edges of it softened at the thought of his loved ones.]
...I did, when I could. Not as often as I would've liked, since I was typically out on the frontlines, but I tried to make time to visit at least a few times a year.
[But it's not like they can write letters to hell, so...]