[They think they see something in his expression shift, just a little. At least they think they do. For all they know, it could just be their own pathetic desperation making them see things that aren't there.
But they want to hope. They want to hope just a little more. That this is caused by something else or some attempt to push them away or something. That it's something like La Manchaland and some part of the Zekarion they know is there. That they aren't deluding themselves.
So they ask a question they shouldn't.]
< ...Who am I, Zekarion? >
[How do you see me?
Please tell me that I'm something more than an object to you.]
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But they want to hope. They want to hope just a little more. That this is caused by something else or some attempt to push them away or something. That it's something like La Manchaland and some part of the Zekarion they know is there. That they aren't deluding themselves.
So they ask a question they shouldn't.]
< ...Who am I, Zekarion? >
[How do you see me?
Please tell me that I'm something more than an object to you.]