Everything is such a blur, but he can pick out certain things; he knows, intrinsically, that Avery is different and not human any more, just as the contract that had transformed him had made something new out of his remains and bound his soul inside.
Perhaps if his death had not been for such a specific reason, he would have resented it, or been angered by it. But he's devoid of the hatred that might usually come with someone who was dragged out of death and into a new, pain-filled existence. ]
...Y..y-you're...t-the same h-hh...height. As you w-were...before.
[ He leans down. There's the impression he might be squinting. ]
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[ He does. Somewhere.
Everything is such a blur, but he can pick out certain things; he knows, intrinsically, that Avery is different and not human any more, just as the contract that had transformed him had made something new out of his remains and bound his soul inside.
Perhaps if his death had not been for such a specific reason, he would have resented it, or been angered by it. But he's devoid of the hatred that might usually come with someone who was dragged out of death and into a new, pain-filled existence. ]
...Y..y-you're...t-the same h-hh...height. As you w-were...before.
[ He leans down. There's the impression he might be squinting. ]