you come to me, wild and wired

Ludo If Remi watched closely, as the checkers before them were altered to blacks and whites, so too would the world around them begin to change. To dim and darken, the become the stark greyscale of endless nothing. All but he and Ludo, or Ludo-wearing-Isla, as it happened. ”Being kind didn’t save her. Neither did being strong, or being smart, or being angry. None of it saved her. So why else be kind? Because it’s right?” She gave him a wry smile - as a former Ascended, he should know her better than that. ”Or because it is productive?” She raised her eyebrows. ”You say you don’t care. It echoes along Torchline - I don’t care. But then why are you so very angry, so bitter? I think you care far too much, even after all this.”