Genii looked at Keane for a long while. “It’s Olfratar…” He sighed as the words came out.
“He… we had this big fight-“ That wasn’t completely true, but Genii downplayed it. “… it really upset me, and I can’t stop thinking about it… or dreaming about it…” the exact same dream night after night, of Olf hoisting him in the air by his throat.
“I should hate him, but I don’t… I miss him … but it’s more than that… it’s like I have this… heartache?” It was difficult to put into words, because he was actually picking up residual energy from the part of Signe’s soul that was now bound to his.
“-but I overheard Olfratar say he’d sooner die than be my friend.” Kind of. Maybe. Something like that. Genii booted a rock.
“Oi!” Callan rubbed the back of his head after Genii’s rock pinged off it.
“Yeah, you go do that.” He said to 1048, concerning finding a heat source.