his heart is a graveyard of memories. the memories of him being dehumanized, and treated as some god when he was just a child. he had nothing but you, his dear friend.

he was staring blankly into space again. you two were having lunch together. he hadn’t touched his food yet, seeming to be remembering and pondering about his past. he had been doing this more often, some pondering sessions lasting even hours. sometimes he would forget he is in his body. maybe you can help ease his mind..