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[ It was one of those times where NOAH was still figuring out their way past the Labyrinth of the Ancients, and Nero was still lingering.

Today, though, he had found himself by the side of G'raha, when G'raha was taking a break. Not that Nero had been watching for it, of course not.

With a soft grunt, he flopped down next to him, holding a few of the tomestones that they'd been tasked to decyther. (Nero, honestly, had been asked not to join in this, but. Nero had waited until Rammbroes wasn't paying attention and stolen these ones.) ]

...You're all struggling with these?

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Mm… Perhaps it will change, given time.

[he makes another startled sound, shifting forwards.]

Five- siblings? I never knew… It is a bit excessive. There's space, and then some…

No, my parents-- caretakers, as well. Enough to help keep the farm running.

[ A beat. ]

Yes, I came from a farm. You may laugh.

Oh- yes, of course. So- you have two siblings, then?

[he shakes his head, tail flicking.]

No- I was thinking- it must have been a long path. And now… well. [he gestures at the room.] We're here.

...I do. They never rose as high as me, mind. I think they're still back home - that is, if the empire hasn't executed them for being siblings of a traitor.

[ Said so casually, as he sort of... is still hovering around, amazed. Trying to take it in - not just the size but this is also... pure Allagan history, preserved perfectly. The scientist and historian alike in him is just considering the possibilities. ]

There's something I've always believed, raha. There's no worth to life if you've not earned it.

Oh… I see. [G'raha looks alarmed, on the other hand.] Just for being related to you? I hope not. [they're family!

It's incredible! As G'raha squats to start taking his boots off- he's. a little tired to start on that.]

Mm… Make the path, and make it your own? It's fair enough.

It's how it goes. If one's a traitor, the rest are. Quite violent, but... it weeds out spies and deserters well.

[ If Nero could feel tired, he would be - but he did have that feeling of wanting to rest. Though the two of them didn't know it, the electronics in the tower had dimmed, and Nero had begun to waver a little in his hovering. ]

...You get it. And yet, Garlond got his beginning due to his father - his famous father. Midas.

That… I suppose it would, but…

[it sounds terrible.

He stands again and reaches out for Nero- to support him, for now.]

…ah. A good base never hurts, either. Perhaps it would have become something like this, still- who's to know?

[ Yes, this is nice - Nero is... okay that is clearly nuzzling. ]

...You came from a line with Allagan blood. But I imagine you'd be very different if you'd just been given answers about it.

[nuzzling, and he goes to flop on the bed.]

Hmm… I suppose you're right. This has turned out well enough so far, so- I think I'm in favour of it, after all.

[ As he flops, the orb stops hovering... and just flops as well. Quite heavily. ]

When we first met, raha, I thought you were a no-good greenhorn. But you put the effort in. I'm almost glad you're running this.

[ A beat, and then Nero muses. ]

...I miss my body.

[he lets out a rather startled sound- he can feel that with the mattress! What is he made of…]

Haha… Of course! We wouldn't have made such good progress otherwise. I'm glad to hear that.

[he goes quiet, nudging a little closer again.]

…we'll start work on that. I'd like to make sure you have something, too.

[ Nero rolls closer as well, giving a lil soft rumble. His orb is still warm, that ever-so-slight warmth that feels like a hug. ]

We have a long time, raha. We don't need to worry far too much - besides. Who knows how long my mind'll survive? I might be [ a beat, as Nero seems to realise it as he says it ] immortal.

[It enough he half-curls around, rumbling. Give him a few moments, and he'll be really comfortable.]

Mm… I know. But if you'd like it, perhaps we should start sooner rather than later… Then again, there must be a lot of learn… [he lets out a small sound, eyes opening.] Immortal…? Well- we know you survived from Allag until now… It's certainly possible.

...I'd like it sooner. Being able to see all of this, and not touch it? It's frustrating. [ But he's rumbling and he feels relaxed, stilling his movements. ] I hope I'm not immortal. That'll be one thing I'll never be able to figure out.

...Plus, we all saw Lord Xande.

So we should get started. … In the morning. I can only imagine… [he nods, still rumbling.] Well- I have faith in you find an answer.

[he nods- shivering slightly.]

Yes. I don't think… it would be the same, but… who's to say?

[ As he shivers, the orb rolls even closer, for more holds. Nero felt defenseless, but... it was fine? Weird. ]

The morning can't come soon enough. You'll be sleeping, raha?

[ he had to ask. but he's looking at him. ] If you're around if I snap? I trust you.

[he reaches out to cuddle, curling around the orb some.]

It'll be a good one. We'll make it so. [he nods- letting out a little yawn.]

Nero… [he doesn't know how long it'll be for him, but- he's touched.] We'll manage.

[ He would feel scared, if he wasn't curled around like this. That soft purr-like hum began to come from the tower again, and it almost sounded like... his voice was his. ]

...With you living people... you prefer it dark when you sleep. [ Nero states, as the lights begin to turn off. ]

[It sounds a lot nicer than he'd been thinking- and part of him wonders at all of this, still, but. It's nice. He starts purring back, a little harder.]
Oh… Keepers might like it less, but… [another little yawn.] It is easier, I think…

Light or dark, it matters not when you don't rest like that.

But... I think I'll linger, for now.

Mm… I suppose not.

[he rumbles, nuzzling a little against the orb.] Thank you, Nero.

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