[ Tech Boy's obvious discomfort and the harshness of his tone when speaking about Media catch K off-guard, and he realises he must have miscalculated in bringing her up; he hadn't meant to sour the moment with an unpleasant topic. Hashtag instant regret.
Her last upgrade. And Tech Boy had said he was forcefully retired. K's heart sinks as he reaches the logical conclusion: she may have likely played a role in that. Even if she didn't, one thing has been very clear to him about these gods. Genuine loyalty doesn't seem to exist between them, only alliances for convenience and deals made out of necessity. It would make sense, if there's only so much worship to go around, and each new thing he learns paints an even clearer picture of just how lonely Tech Boy must have been. Not unlike how K had felt being despised by humans and his own kind in equal measure, with his only source of companionship one he paid for... He can understand.
Shifting his hand from Tech Boy's lower back, he reaches up to hold the nape of the god's neck as he intentionally slows their dance, losing the rhythm of the song a bit but that doesn't really matter right now. ]
Do you miss anything about your world? [ Not anyone, because he suspects he already knows the answer to that. There's a faint smile in his voice as he adds, ] Junk food counts.
[ Even if he may not be able to accurately recreate them all. He's just as curious about what Tech Boy may have valued most in his old life. ]
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Her last upgrade. And Tech Boy had said he was forcefully retired. K's heart sinks as he reaches the logical conclusion: she may have likely played a role in that. Even if she didn't, one thing has been very clear to him about these gods. Genuine loyalty doesn't seem to exist between them, only alliances for convenience and deals made out of necessity. It would make sense, if there's only so much worship to go around, and each new thing he learns paints an even clearer picture of just how lonely Tech Boy must have been. Not unlike how K had felt being despised by humans and his own kind in equal measure, with his only source of companionship one he paid for... He can understand.
Shifting his hand from Tech Boy's lower back, he reaches up to hold the nape of the god's neck as he intentionally slows their dance, losing the rhythm of the song a bit but that doesn't really matter right now. ]
Do you miss anything about your world? [ Not anyone, because he suspects he already knows the answer to that. There's a faint smile in his voice as he adds, ] Junk food counts.
[ Even if he may not be able to accurately recreate them all. He's just as curious about what Tech Boy may have valued most in his old life. ]