[It's not much consolation, in the end. We are all doomed, and we all walk ever closer to the end. There is not much else to say to that - to the inevitability of death, and the ephemeral nature of existence, particularly for ones such as they.]
[Perhaps the Knight is not sick in the way the Drifter is, but they are not a creature that anticipates a long and healthy life. Hence why they must fabricate the act of growing, instead of being allowed to flourish naturally.]
[It is not fair, but life has never been.]
[The Drifter accepts the brush with a single, startled blink, turning the brush over and over in their hands.]
what would you like
[They're trying this new thing where they ask people about themselves instead, and they're trying to get better at it.]
no subject
[Perhaps the Knight is not sick in the way the Drifter is, but they are not a creature that anticipates a long and healthy life. Hence why they must fabricate the act of growing, instead of being allowed to flourish naturally.]
[It is not fair, but life has never been.]
[The Drifter accepts the brush with a single, startled blink, turning the brush over and over in their hands.]
what would you like
[They're trying this new thing where they ask people about themselves instead, and they're trying to get better at it.]