[it's something he's never truly talked about; Morax has a complex relationship with things like fate, to the point that perhaps he struggles to believe in it. something about being no more than astral energy, that. but as Melqal squeezes his hand, working slowly through his own memory, his own history... his presence remains there, warm and uninterruptive, expression soft and wry. honestly, it's been too long, hasn't it?
but then there is the other matter at hand. a new name, and no doubt a new life. Morax shows no hesitation in watching him, a smile drawing across his face.]
Dohalim... [it's funny, how sweet a name can feel on his tongue. just the same as Melqal's, a reminder that they are the same - even if there's a difference in entity.] It's good to finally meet you, Dohalim.
[he wants to ask how much is shared, but... one thing at a time. still waking up to himself as he is, he doesn't have a clue how difficult this might be for either side.]
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[it's something he's never truly talked about; Morax has a complex relationship with things like fate, to the point that perhaps he struggles to believe in it. something about being no more than astral energy, that. but as Melqal squeezes his hand, working slowly through his own memory, his own history... his presence remains there, warm and uninterruptive, expression soft and wry. honestly, it's been too long, hasn't it?
but then there is the other matter at hand. a new name, and no doubt a new life. Morax shows no hesitation in watching him, a smile drawing across his face.]
Dohalim... [it's funny, how sweet a name can feel on his tongue. just the same as Melqal's, a reminder that they are the same - even if there's a difference in entity.] It's good to finally meet you, Dohalim.
[he wants to ask how much is shared, but... one thing at a time. still waking up to himself as he is, he doesn't have a clue how difficult this might be for either side.]