“I was born with a need that turned into a desire to move, if that answers your question.” “Survival,” I surmised, somewhat shocked he’d answered but unwilling to show it. He hummed. “You have indeed learned a thing or two about that, haven’t you?” “I have indeed,” I said, giving my gaze to the flames. “It changes you,” he said. “But instincts born from darkness are always better.”
