[ The clone swallows, and becomes abruptly aware of the tears in his eyes. He dashes them away hard with the back of his sleeve. He hopes that Gregor didn't notice. And then he realizes that thinking about it will let Gregor know, and so there's a span of about five seconds where the connection shuts tight again. He really is astonishingly good at shutting people out: when that door is closed, his link is dead and silent. Not the slightest bleed of any emotion or information at all.
But, again, it slowly eases open once he's more in control of himself. He's a little more balanced now. Terror and mistrust and hatred aren't gone, but they've retreated. In their place are more human emotions. Curiosity, for one. Skepticism, yes - a cousin to mistrust, but a cousin by marriage only: skepticism is born of entirely different stock. And for the first time, he reaches out to Gregor in a way that isn't about himself. His fear.
You hate it, don't you. Being Emperor. At least a little bit. Why do you do it? ]
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But, again, it slowly eases open once he's more in control of himself. He's a little more balanced now. Terror and mistrust and hatred aren't gone, but they've retreated. In their place are more human emotions. Curiosity, for one. Skepticism, yes - a cousin to mistrust, but a cousin by marriage only: skepticism is born of entirely different stock. And for the first time, he reaches out to Gregor in a way that isn't about himself. His fear.
You hate it, don't you. Being Emperor. At least a little bit. Why do you do it? ]