You are the night-time fear
That strange, otherworldly gleam in her eyes disappear, and Aamu assumes she's disengaged her upgrade. It's frustrating, in some ways, to be told he has something but no real recollection of what it is, what it might do, or how to access it. He thinks it must be an old upgrade, if it's so ingrained in his memory that he cannot really recall getting it. Maybe it'd come back to him if he really needed it?"Perhaps," he agrees, sounding maybe slightly reluctant. Then he offers a small nod, more decisive. Yes, he should do that, and stop moping about it. It is, at the very least, a relief to know she can't find any signs of degradation in his systems. "Thank you. Truly. It's good to know I shouldn't have to worry about that."
He links his fingers together and catches one of his knees in them, leaning back. "It's quite neat, your optical upgrade. Do you have any others?"
You are the morning when it's clear
AAMU
