[snuggle up real close everyone]

[cephalon]

Who: The fair crew and visitors of the Windrose
Action: Aboard the Windrose
When: May

[It's a mingle! Make friendly everyone~]

Comments

[passingthrough]

Were you...not baby sized?

[precedented]

Oh, I was. But mentally I wasn't. Everything there was to know about anything was already there.

[ Leto often wonders about the existence of his "self". After all, that flood of memories and past lives would have ripped apart any original self that would have resided there. He was a patchwork quilt, borrowing from many people. There was nothing there that was truly Leto. ]

[passingthrough]

You had all that before you were even physically able to communicate?

[precedented]

Yes.

[ He tilts his head. ] Hence my strange social development.

[passingthrough]

It sounds frustrating and lonely.

[precedented]

It is what it is.

[passingthrough]

Meaning you've made peace with it?

[precedented]

Making peace is easy. Keeping it . . . is harder.

[passingthrough]

Even with yourself? Why do I sound surprised right now? I should have agreed and added especially with yourself.

[precedented]

[ He smiles. ]

We are always changing. Even myself.

[passingthrough]

I don't know what you're talking about. I've been exactly the same for years. [Kidding.]

[precedented]

Oh? How nice. I wish I could say the same.

[passingthrough]

Seems like you're working out to me. You're just the right amount of Leto.

[precedented]

Since you have measured it so, I shall accept it as truth.

[passingthrough]

[She smiles and looks back to the board. Probably going to lose this one, but it doesn't mean she won't put up a fight.]

[precedented]

[ Leto simply enjoys the game. Winning or losing means very little. ]