It's natural to distrust someone who's killed as many people as I have. I am, technically, a dictator and a tyrant. It doesn't matter what my motives were or are if no one else has any say.
Well it certainly doesn't matter when you have that attitude about it, Mr. Grump. Let's go for a walk, if it's so gloomy it makes you look cheerful then you can decide what we do next.
[He never thought he'd see the day when Felid was trying to get him to cheer up. It's surreal. But he obviously just wants to go peoplewatch, so Glen gives up and just puts his shoes on.]
[He really is excited about it. He finds people fascinating but he has very little opportunity to interact with anyone not in Glen's inner circle. And less to interact with complete strangers, or to just watch people really. He likes being social, he likes observing, he likes interacting. So he loops his arm with Glen's and practically skips to lead them down the hall.]
[He doesn't think he'll ever get used to this version of Felid. The whole concept of a Felid Bathory who just wants to go for a walk and is dragging him around with no intent to mangle him any time today is, even two years along, just damned bizarre. But he supposes it's pretty nice, too, so he just goes along with it. He and Mikaela will just have to pinch each other (again) later.]
[Felid for his part just thinks the weird looks Glen gets sometimes are part of his personality. He's not stupid he has an inkling Glen was the one to remove his own memories, but Glen has never given Felid a reason to doubt Glen's claim of being his friend back then, and has never brought it up. It isn't important.]
[His boredom, though, is important. And taking a walk to watch people seems just the way to alleviate that even a bit.]
[Glen isn't beloved but there are those who appreciate him as the savior of the world. Whether with reverence or fear, their outing is greeted with attention, whether Glen wants that or not.]
[He doesn't. Or rather, he has mixed feelings. He can't deny he enjoys the feeling of power, of being revered and looked at as interesting and someone to be respected. But he doesn't like the fear, and the buzz that keeps him from ever really feeling like he has personal space in public. Being constantly watched is unsettling, and knowing he's "terrifying and horrible" to as many people as he is "amazing and cool" is not so fun. But he puts up with it, steeling himself against the looks and the mutters and making himself look like he doesn't really care, just paying attention to Felid and throwing a casual wave if anyone tries to address him directly.]
[Felid for his part is enjoying himself immensely, watching people more than attempting to interact with them, generally delighted to just. Stop and observe this or that interaction before people notice Glen and things get strange and they have to move on.]
You really are quite popular.
[He stops by a playground, leaning on a rail to watch the children as he comments to Glen, after they've been stared at for nearly a block.]
[Now that's a sight. He kind of wants to urge Felid on, but he doesn't want to have to explain why. So he just tries to carefully watch how Felid watches, while seeming like he's not watching at all.]
[He watches... Too avidly. Too much interest in the children to be really... Healthy. But for now he doesn't, and hasn't exactly, discovered his own tastes. There's still something there though, too sharp and too intent and it's disturbing and gross if you have any idea what it can turn into. To anyone else it might just be mildly creepy or unsettling.]
But is this really what you wanted with your power?
[Well it works, he tears his eyes from the children and trots along after Glen like a good dog. Obedient only because he literally doesn't know better. What a dangerous pet you keep, Glen. It's something he'd say, if he knew to say it.]
Why not do things to benefit your happiness though? You've done enough for the people, do some for yourself. What will anyone do, hate you? Try to depose you? You can't be beaten anyway, you might as well enjoy yourself.
[God he really is Felid. That never changes and will never change, and it leaves Glen unsettled, constantly nervous of if and when it'll cross the line to real trouble. He glances at him a moment, quiet, then shoves his hands in his pockets and sighs.]
Happiness doesn't work that way. There's nothing I want that I could use my power to take, and if I tried I'd only make myself more unhappy.
[Old Felid was fond too. Glen leans away from that with a grumble, trying to remind himself that it's most definitely a different kind of fondness this time. He can tell that much. He's smarter about that kind of thing these days, slightly.]
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Fine, fine. A walk.
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[He really is excited about it. He finds people fascinating but he has very little opportunity to interact with anyone not in Glen's inner circle. And less to interact with complete strangers, or to just watch people really. He likes being social, he likes observing, he likes interacting. So he loops his arm with Glen's and practically skips to lead them down the hall.]
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[His boredom, though, is important. And taking a walk to watch people seems just the way to alleviate that even a bit.]
[Glen isn't beloved but there are those who appreciate him as the savior of the world. Whether with reverence or fear, their outing is greeted with attention, whether Glen wants that or not.]
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You really are quite popular.
[He stops by a playground, leaning on a rail to watch the children as he comments to Glen, after they've been stared at for nearly a block.]
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Being world dictator does that.
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[He watches... Too avidly. Too much interest in the children to be really... Healthy. But for now he doesn't, and hasn't exactly, discovered his own tastes. There's still something there though, too sharp and too intent and it's disturbing and gross if you have any idea what it can turn into. To anyone else it might just be mildly creepy or unsettling.]
But is this really what you wanted with your power?
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[He can also deal with this problem by walking away and expecting Felid to follow him. Let's go hat shopping or something.]
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So you aren't really happy.
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...Anyway, happiness is more complicated than that. It's not something to just grant yourself. If you even could.
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Happiness doesn't work that way. There's nothing I want that I could use my power to take, and if I tried I'd only make myself more unhappy.
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Well what is it you want?
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Don't worry about it. I'm fine enough.
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[Both Felid's obviously want in Glen's pants too but at least this one is polite and accepts rejection.]
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