[Altius lets out a hum of thought, briefly. He certainly has no interest in testing the limits of revival, himself, even if it didn't come with the unpleasant sensation of dying.]
Understandable.
[He has thoughts about this separate iteration, how it might be shaped by its circumstances, their presence and knowledge, its lack of caretakers. He doesn't know that discussing them would yield anything of worth, though, so he simply says with the air of a sigh,]
I always seem to come back to even more questions I have no idea how to get the answers to.
[Like: whatever happened to that little crys he dropped into the crack in reality? Did it even make it through?]
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Understandable.
[He has thoughts about this separate iteration, how it might be shaped by its circumstances, their presence and knowledge, its lack of caretakers. He doesn't know that discussing them would yield anything of worth, though, so he simply says with the air of a sigh,]
I always seem to come back to even more questions I have no idea how to get the answers to.
[Like: whatever happened to that little crys he dropped into the crack in reality? Did it even make it through?]