siffrin: your head is impossibly-tangible light. your skin is full of stars and lightning-hot. your eyes are two different colors. and sometimes you speak like you know me better than i do myself.
siffrin: you never eat or drink anything. you don't leave the favor tree.
siffrin: how old are you?
loop: twenty-eight.
siffrin: how long have you been twenty-eight?
loop: a while.
loop: you know what i am. say it. out loud.
loop: say it!
siffrin: ummm idk maybe a ghost..?












