Useful, he'd called his own wings. Anyone on Earth might think him so lucky. Wings. What a dream.
Here is a difference: Grace wants to make her body her own again, not touched by gods, but not helpless either. Useful. Phil waits for the day where things will finally be settled enough again that he can simply shed his changes, be as he was for every other year of his centenarian life. Grace never knew peace as an untouched person; Phil lived forever as one. He can't see himself wanting otherwise.
It doesn't change that they both want out of what they've been given, but it is something he's noticing.
"Magic and gods aren't native to my world, and ever since leaving it, all I've been doing is getting yanked around. I wouldn't know how any of that works. You'll have to ask someone else." A beat. "But I've lived for a long, long time. So I... know a thing or two about what waiting and hoping feels like. Every minute of it sucks. I'll be here, if I can."
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Here is a difference: Grace wants to make her body her own again, not touched by gods, but not helpless either. Useful. Phil waits for the day where things will finally be settled enough again that he can simply shed his changes, be as he was for every other year of his centenarian life. Grace never knew peace as an untouched person; Phil lived forever as one. He can't see himself wanting otherwise.
It doesn't change that they both want out of what they've been given, but it is something he's noticing.
"Magic and gods aren't native to my world, and ever since leaving it, all I've been doing is getting yanked around. I wouldn't know how any of that works. You'll have to ask someone else." A beat. "But I've lived for a long, long time. So I... know a thing or two about what waiting and hoping feels like. Every minute of it sucks. I'll be here, if I can."