Kintsugi

[Ezekiel]

Zeke watched without really seeming to watch. He did not seem perturbed by the reactions of the people in the church, nor what they might think of Ekeziel himself for the company he was currently keeping. Nox did not seem concerned either, but he noticed all the same, and he appeared to accept the fear as his due. Accustomed, clearly, to being ever the outsider. Zeke grew up on the fringes of society also, but in that isolation he found uniqueness. Ordinary people were inferior; a truth that only became more true when Zeke discovered what he really was.

“Monsters rarely care that they’re monsters,” he observed mildly. “You could let go. See what really happened. But I don’t think you will.”

He made a gesture to the door. “If you prefer.” If Nox found it easier on his conscience, Zeke would not stop him, but he was curious to observe the decision. “Your friend does not seem himself today, either,” he added.