[He means the sexual sort, Erichthonios realizes with a growing dread. And it was specified that they must be tethered to someone of a different world, too. He cannot imagine doing it with anyone but--
--No.
He stops his thoughts there, not daring to finish with the idea, lest someone he knows actually come to mind.
How very, very fortunate is that this is only being communicated in writing. He is almost certain his skin has gained color by now.]
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--No.
He stops his thoughts there, not daring to finish with the idea, lest someone he knows actually come to mind.
How very, very fortunate is that this is only being communicated in writing. He is almost certain his skin has gained color by now.]
I hope so, too.