"I can't even imagine that." Which, of course, Compassion already knows. To go that far beyond just feeling love. Her mind can't even comprehend it, because her mind isn't made to.
She wonders if there's some aspect of Cole and Compassion's physical being that she's no longer seeing, either, because her mind can't comprehend it. The way that he glows, that fragile and beautiful and inhuman thing that shines through in tiny glimmers. Is it the tip of an iceberg? Does it exist outside of her sphere of understanding, in the space that's full of what she doesn't know she doesn't know?
She feels like laughing and crying and... and things she doesn't have a name for.
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She wonders if there's some aspect of Cole and Compassion's physical being that she's no longer seeing, either, because her mind can't comprehend it. The way that he glows, that fragile and beautiful and inhuman thing that shines through in tiny glimmers. Is it the tip of an iceberg? Does it exist outside of her sphere of understanding, in the space that's full of what she doesn't know she doesn't know?
She feels like laughing and crying and... and things she doesn't have a name for.