Be it nearly 300 years or only 7 - the more things change, the more they stay the same.
The star they were riding upon slowly came to a stop in the sky as the Collector readjusted themselves, taking a more comfortable sitting position with their legs crossed below them and encouraging King to do the same, and to not just brush off whatever it was he was thinking. King smiled at the sight. The Collector had grown a lot more emotionally mature and observant over the last seven years.
He was actually a little surprised how quickly they learned, given their otherwise infinite lifespan… a part of him had been afraid they might take a bit longer to grow than mortals because of that. But even their body appeared just the slightest bit older since the end of the empire, just as King’s had. Both of them were now awkward, lanky young teens – though Collector was notably shorter than King, still. Something that might just continue forever, considering.
“Wanna talk about it?” Collector asked.
New chapter of my Owl House sequel fic is out. Now with 100% more King Clawthorne and Collector content. Enjoy!
