Yesterday, 10:54 AM
Claude heard the man come up the stairs. The AI had been right. He had clearly been on a run. He got straight to the point, offering a bottle of water and some food. Claude accepted the water with gratitude, but politely declined the food.
Claude sighed, trying to decide what words to use. ”Claude Saint-Claire,” he said offering his name. ”I was given your name by Eliot Lagueax. He thinks you can help me with my problem. You know - before I get too sick.”
There was a twinge of irritation in his voice. He had also avoiding saying that he could channel. It was stupid really, but saying it would lock in the reality of it. It would lock in the idea that he was once again a disappointment. He was here to save his own life. Then he could throw the power aside. Never to be used.
Claude sighed, trying to decide what words to use. ”Claude Saint-Claire,” he said offering his name. ”I was given your name by Eliot Lagueax. He thinks you can help me with my problem. You know - before I get too sick.”
There was a twinge of irritation in his voice. He had also avoiding saying that he could channel. It was stupid really, but saying it would lock in the reality of it. It would lock in the idea that he was once again a disappointment. He was here to save his own life. Then he could throw the power aside. Never to be used.
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