[ Vincent chimes back as they walk hand-in-hand like friends, like family.
There is insanity that the two of them only know; he could, of course, discuss it with others who have been dragged here. The madness of the town and the ever-suffocating care that the entities partially pulled from Heaven felt toward those poor, poor souls that were called.
But they're experiencing the insanity of another God, weren't they? ]
Just that I was thinking... it's just like home. [ There is a sneer in his smile as they walk along. ] So familiar. I feel at peace. [ She might kick him for that comment later, but he can't help but make a joke. ]
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[ Vincent chimes back as they walk hand-in-hand like friends, like family.
There is insanity that the two of them only know; he could, of course, discuss it with others who have been dragged here. The madness of the town and the ever-suffocating care that the entities partially pulled from Heaven felt toward those poor, poor souls that were called.
But they're experiencing the insanity of another God, weren't they? ]
Just that I was thinking... it's just like home. [ There is a sneer in his smile as they walk along. ] So familiar. I feel at peace. [ She might kick him for that comment later, but he can't help but make a joke. ]