it’s probably meant to be comforting , or at least not its opposite ; that’s just the sort of ... person , that clear is , as noiz has come to understand . something in his programming , hardwired to give a shit ------ hardwired to say things in as weird a manner as possible too , maybe . but he supposes it serves its purpose , not quite a comfort but ... something he thinks of , for a moment , and finds he doesn’t quite hate . evidence , not proof . a reminder that he existed , against all odds / a reminder that he was somewhere , someone , outside of that cage of a room / a reminder that his parents didn’t win in their quests to snuff out the image of their parasite child from present and future . in a way , it’s nice . in a way , it’s unsettling . he isn’t sure which emotion is winning out but given that he even has to think about it he’d say it’s likely more of the former .
❛ ... yeah , guess that’s true . ❜ he turns his gaze , not his head , to give more focus to clear as he continues , ❛ didn’t know you were a philosopher . ❜