Yes, this is my home. I hope you find it comfortable for the time being, Aether.
[At least for now. Sunday does have a tendency to move places when he feels the luxury. Right now, this cozy place is home and he has a very strict and particular taste. Everything is meticulously organized and decorated. There are a lot of pots of beautiful flowers and hanging greens. Trinkets and beautiful pieces of art nearly arranged around.
Sunday leaves Aether's side for a moment before he comes back with a small bowl full of cold berries.]
Here, try to eat a little. Slowly. You'll need your strength.
[It only adds up to his question, because none of this makes sense. Aether takes one more look around, nothing how orderly everything seems, beautiful and cozy, yet cold at the same time.
As berries are offered to him, he hesitates. He recognizes them, he knows they're not poisonous but he feels he can't trust his own eyes right now. He's trapped.
But he also can't die here.
So he accepts the fruit and slowly eats, one berry at a time, to regain his strength. For now, he'll do as he's told.]
[He doesn't reply right away, but when he does, his answer is short.]
Very cold.
[He may be exaggerating a little, but he also doesn't have any intention to be completely honest with his captor. He's curious what the other will do now.]
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[At least for now. Sunday does have a tendency to move places when he feels the luxury. Right now, this cozy place is home and he has a very strict and particular taste. Everything is meticulously organized and decorated. There are a lot of pots of beautiful flowers and hanging greens. Trinkets and beautiful pieces of art nearly arranged around.
Sunday leaves Aether's side for a moment before he comes back with a small bowl full of cold berries.]
Here, try to eat a little. Slowly. You'll need your strength.
[But not too much strength...]
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As berries are offered to him, he hesitates. He recognizes them, he knows they're not poisonous but he feels he can't trust his own eyes right now. He's trapped.
But he also can't die here.
So he accepts the fruit and slowly eats, one berry at a time, to regain his strength. For now, he'll do as he's told.]
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[Very good. He doesn't need Aether to die in his home, either. It would make a terrible mess.
Besides. He would like to keep Aether.]
How are you feeling now? Does it feel cold? ...
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Very cold.
[He may be exaggerating a little, but he also doesn't have any intention to be completely honest with his captor. He's curious what the other will do now.]
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You will feel that way for some time. Until your body rests and your blood levels return to what they were.
[What does Sunday intent to do with Aether now...?]
Until then, please take the time to rest.
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What are you planning to do with me now?
[He needed to ask that question eventually.]