Auren grimaced – he is a maze, yet he's in this much pain… what kind of world do people make for him? Auren snapped out of his playful tone, his face holding both a question and sorrow. He snarled – I want to see him happy. I want him in my crew of the Phantom.
Those loud words slipped into Nova's ear as he lay on the couch, like someone whispering from inside his head. Nova smirked – see me happy, huh? Leave me alone… just alone. I don't know how to interact with humans, he hissed to himself.
Outside his house, by the window side, the others stood – motivated, feeling like they had a mission to make this happen. Vivi peeked through the window, her vision darting to the couch. There was Nova sprawled, half-buried in dreams, loneliness clinging to him like an old friend. In his arms, he cradled a living toy—maybe a cat, Vivi thought.
