[ K listens with interest and without interruption, though the explanation has him feeling even less certain of where or how he — and his worship — fit into the equation, or if he even does, when he isn't human. At least he can intentionally use technology with all of this in mind now, knowing that's how Tech Boy needs to be worshipped, for whatever good it might do. It can't hurt. But it also seems safer to assume any power drawn from his worship and belief is null compared to what humans can provide for Tech Boy, rather than getting his hopes up and having to face inevitable disappointment later. A lesson he's already well-versed in. Given what he is, there's also the distinct possibility that letting someone "use" him might be a more effective form of worship...
Being deemed worthy of receiving inspiration raises even more questions than it answers. And he wants to ask about the specifics, but hesitates, reaching to cover Tech Boy's hand with his own. He hadn't meant to turn the invitation to come over into a full on interrogation; it's just a struggle when there's still so much he feels he doesn't understand about Tech Boy and the nature of gods, but he wants to. And he's finally been getting answers to his questions tonight.
But he doesn't want to take without giving anything in return, so for the moment sets aside his endless questions to hold up his end of the "bargain", such as it was. ]
I think you've earned a break from my curiosity. Right now the only thing I want from you is for you to come to bed with me. Come on.
[ And he helps Tech Boy up, assisting with the removal of his pants before collecting his vape and leading him back to the bedroom. The memory of his nightmare prevents K from wanting to attempt to sleep again, so for the remainder of the night he'll make good on the offer to read to Tech Boy and distract him in other, even more pleasant ways. He'll be returning to that conversation soon enough, and hopefully Tech Boy remains willing to answer his questions. ]
You deserve your curiosity. You can ask me anything you want. I don't intend to keep any secrets from you. [ Not intentionally anyway. He has no concept of what is necessary or even interesting knowledge about himself and his divinity, so K would have to lead that interrogation if he wanted information. True, some topics were painful, but K had given him permission to be vulnerable, and that in itself is a gift.
But the conversation had turned much more intense than he'd been expecting from a silly text and an invitation to join him. No, that isn't right. Tech Boy had been expecting a conversation like this eventually--and expects many more in the future. There's a lot to unpack about being involved with a god from one's distant past, and a lot more to discover from an android from one's technologically advanced (possibly alternate) future.
After shedding clothing and moving back to the bedroom, Tech Boy decides that what he wants most right now is to curl up under blankets, pressed against K, skin against skin. Whether this leads to relaxing reading or more excuses to test out the physical effects of Tech Boy's designer drug on K's body remains to be seen.
He gets comfortable, face nuzzled into the side of K's neck so that his lips brush the skin, and he recites softly. ]
One opal cloudlet in an oval form Reflects the rainbow of a thunderstorm Which in a distant valley has been staged-- For we are most artistically caged.
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Being deemed worthy of receiving inspiration raises even more questions than it answers. And he wants to ask about the specifics, but hesitates, reaching to cover Tech Boy's hand with his own. He hadn't meant to turn the invitation to come over into a full on interrogation; it's just a struggle when there's still so much he feels he doesn't understand about Tech Boy and the nature of gods, but he wants to. And he's finally been getting answers to his questions tonight.
But he doesn't want to take without giving anything in return, so for the moment sets aside his endless questions to hold up his end of the "bargain", such as it was. ]
I think you've earned a break from my curiosity. Right now the only thing I want from you is for you to come to bed with me. Come on.
[ And he helps Tech Boy up, assisting with the removal of his pants before collecting his vape and leading him back to the bedroom. The memory of his nightmare prevents K from wanting to attempt to sleep again, so for the remainder of the night he'll make good on the offer to read to Tech Boy and distract him in other, even more pleasant ways. He'll be returning to that conversation soon enough, and hopefully Tech Boy remains willing to answer his questions. ]
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But the conversation had turned much more intense than he'd been expecting from a silly text and an invitation to join him. No, that isn't right. Tech Boy had been expecting a conversation like this eventually--and expects many more in the future. There's a lot to unpack about being involved with a god from one's distant past, and a lot more to discover from an android from one's technologically advanced (possibly alternate) future.
After shedding clothing and moving back to the bedroom, Tech Boy decides that what he wants most right now is to curl up under blankets, pressed against K, skin against skin. Whether this leads to relaxing reading or more excuses to test out the physical effects of Tech Boy's designer drug on K's body remains to be seen.
He gets comfortable, face nuzzled into the side of K's neck so that his lips brush the skin, and he recites softly. ]
One opal cloudlet in an oval form
Reflects the rainbow of a thunderstorm
Which in a distant valley has been staged--
For we are most artistically caged.
...what a curious poem.