[ The dramatic improvement serves as answer enough. He just adopted some sort of talkative being who consumes energy to function. It'd almost be vaguely relatable, as a being made of coalesced elemental energy, except for the fact that he doesn't require any outside sources in order to sustain himself.
What an inconvenient existence it must be. Small wonder he didn't divulge that crucial detail; who would willingly submit to being fed from? And, now that he thinks further on it, doesn't this mean he's responsible for the upkeep of this fellow?
Is that what a contract is?
He doesn't even know, but he feels lightheaded as he picks himself up, running on stubborn will. It'd be nothing to him at all, were it not for the way this world both limits his power and siphons energy from him as well. But he tells himself the dragon eggs were worse.
This isn't nearly bad enough to make him start turning to crystal. ]
Is your nature some sort of secret?
[ He inquires, folding his arms and leaning against the door frame, pointedly casual. That wasn't tiring at all, nobody can prove otherwise. ]
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What an inconvenient existence it must be. Small wonder he didn't divulge that crucial detail; who would willingly submit to being fed from? And, now that he thinks further on it, doesn't this mean he's responsible for the upkeep of this fellow?
Is that what a contract is?
He doesn't even know, but he feels lightheaded as he picks himself up, running on stubborn will. It'd be nothing to him at all, were it not for the way this world both limits his power and siphons energy from him as well. But he tells himself the dragon eggs were worse.
This isn't nearly bad enough to make him start turning to crystal. ]
Is your nature some sort of secret?
[ He inquires, folding his arms and leaning against the door frame, pointedly casual. That wasn't tiring at all, nobody can prove otherwise. ]