Jody huffed annoyed with Steele being… rather threatening about being annoyed. He wasn’t happy with it, but if the island’s magic was to be understood, and Steele wasn’t bullshitting him, Steele could only tell the truth. Jody never wanted to be drank from (until recently experimenting with Wade) and Steele knew it. Because of all of this, which they were about to discuss, Jody was always terrified he’d end up harming the person receiving the blood.
It was the ‘I love you’ that gave Jody pause. How off the cuff it seemed to Steele, as if they were still together. Well that was somewhat of a relief. Jody couldn’t reason with himself on getting back together with Steele, even if the affection was still there, not how they were now… But it was nice to know that wasn’t a lie to them. If that hadn’t caught him off guard suddenly, maybe he would have been less receptive to ‘possession’ being brought up again.
“My dad was an orphan as far as Mom knows, so there’s a dead end. She didn’t know any of his family. And possession, really? Do you think I’d be possessed and still walk around like it’s me?” Jody frowned at himself, the nonsense that sentence might have sounded. He took a last swig of his drink.
“It’s me.” He said with a sad determination. “And I think…” He stopped, shrugging, “I think I can’t leave here. The island. Being what I am.”
Steele couldn’t help but smirked at his huff. “Adorable little huffs are my thing, darling,” They teased. Maybe they didn’t need to go out to have fun with someone. There were other ways to enjoy themselves besides terrorizing them. Case in point, annoy the shit out of their ex.
“No disrespect to your mother, but just because she didn’t find any of them doesn’t mean some are not out to find, but we can put that in the maybe and possibly later date category. I do think you would still be walking around like you if you are possessed. Hell I’m pretty sure the last time I saw you, you were not yourself. “
“For someone that is talking to a mimic and is looking older than you actually are, you are sometime small minded. I am just suggestion you might have a little passenger attach to your lifeforce. Maybe they need you alive and yourself sometimes. Or there is the idea that maybe you aren’t human and your powers manifest as that version of you. Personally, I think it’s still you or at least partly you.”
“Don’t be so sad about it,” they said gently. “You aren’t a killer if that is slightly helpful, but again knowing you, I doubt you’ve find it helpful. Do you want to leave the island? What does the rest of the world honestly have to offer you? For all my love-hate for the island, I don’t want to leave.”
