Following me around? You’re the one dragging me to and fro, you understand.
[He moves the clasp gloved hands behind his back, faintly smiling, but with faraway consideration. The admission of loneliness is a heavy one, for a singular person in a vast universe — relating to no one or nothing.
Vincent wonders if he should feel that way, too, or if his mind is too vast of a thing to care any longer. The human part of him, maybe, could relate better.]
You’re not alone. The universe is large, and there are many like you. Like us.
[A beat.]
Do you seek others like yourself? Would you want to? Barring me, of course; I was just strange coincidence.
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[He moves the clasp gloved hands behind his back, faintly smiling, but with faraway consideration. The admission of loneliness is a heavy one, for a singular person in a vast universe — relating to no one or nothing.
Vincent wonders if he should feel that way, too, or if his mind is too vast of a thing to care any longer. The human part of him, maybe, could relate better.]
You’re not alone. The universe is large, and there are many like you. Like us.
[A beat.]
Do you seek others like yourself? Would you want to? Barring me, of course; I was just strange coincidence.