I dunno what I'm doing...

[meanttobetreasured]

Are you sure about this? You seemed so hesitant about doing this a few weeks ago. Why now? I'm happy you got a small voice for me, but I don't think you'll be able to do much with me.

[A pause.]

There aren't any demons around here, are there? I don't want to run into one, you know. But then again... Do you think... he's around? I know I was able to see that demon before, but there's so many different people around, and who knows who is a demon or not!

He can probably see them better than I can around here! ...What am I saying? He left.

I guess there isn't any harm in hoping, right Mun?

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[madeofthis]

[ What is even---he wouldn't be here if he had the choice, but he doesn't. ]

There's plenty of harm in hoping.

[meanttobetreasured]

I-It's you!

[He rushes up to the boogeyman, but is mindful of distance. But none the less, he peers up at him.]

You are here!

[closetshark]

The ones like that are gone now.

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS. /CRIES

[asblackas]

[It's been hundreds of years. Centuries. He still hasn't forgotten the boy, and something inside him twists just a little bit. A flair of gold seeps into his eyes, danger in the air.

...Pitch isn't sure what he feels right now.]

"Hope" is something that dissolves far too easily. The less you hope, the less you set yourself up for disappointment.

[meanttobetreasured]

[Oh wow. there's more of him around here! But he won't ask as he smiles a little.]

Did you chase them away??

kekeke

[meanttobetreasured]

[The boy furrows his brow and grips his hands into confident fists, staring up at him.]

It's all I have now a days. I had hoped for you to come back! And you did, see?

SOBBING

[asblackas]

Whether I returned or not is of little importance. It certainly wasn't of my own free will. You were my amusement for a time, but that time has passed.

[He won't say how much it hurts something inside him to see this boy again, knowing he's been dead for centuries.]

[meanttobetreasured]

[Oh.

His gaze falls a little and he hugs his arms, shifting his weight on his feet uncomfortably.]

I had a good time when I was with you. You actually acknowledged me and talked to me! And then, when you left... I was alone again.

[closetshark]

[It's a thing that happens, there's also more than a few of the others.]

They died. alone and forgotten.

[meanttobetreasured]

Well. [A pause before he smiles a little.]

I'm glad you're still around!

[closetshark]

[There's a long pause as Pitch processes that.]

I'm a lot harder to be rid of than anyone is comfortable with.