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Celeste grinned. "See you again soon, my dear roommate!" <><><><><>

Celeste looked around the room. The possessions of the dead were still about. Moving them seemed wrong, to some extent. However, having them around left the room feeling like a crypt. Like their ghosts still lived with him. He couldn't live with that for the rest of his time here, so have to get...

To think that, in the minutes before Icetales had arrived, he'd been worried he wasn't able to feel anymore. Now here they were, snug together, cherishing their time... "I promise. I'll be by your side until Diyem does us part."

Celeste's heart skipped a beat as Icetales drew him into a hug. He snuggled into Icetales' fur. "You-" Celeste had to take a moment to catch his breath before attempting to speak again. "And you are the most precious treasure in all of Cibus. I am grateful to have you at my side, and I will...

"T-Thanks. I wanted to save someone, even if it was just one person. And likewise, thank you..." Celeste tried to swallow what felt like a lump in his throat. Why did he feel like this? "Thank you for being a reason to keep going. That is what you wanted, was it not? To be a light to shine our...

"I don't know... I'm distraught, of course. Just not in the way I'd expected. I feel... hollowed out. Empty as a Shedinja. Mostly, anyways. At least I still have you. Otherwise, I'd just be alone, save for Soul." He sighed. Should he be angry? Crying? Anything? He wasn't sure.

Celeste took to Icetales' side. He picked up Soul, who remained soundly asleep as he moved them to elsewhere on the oversized bed. At first he sat at the edge, but then reconsidered and shuffled further down. "You'll cut off your circulation if you lay like that, won't you? There's room for...

Celeste nodded. "Come right in. It's eerily empty, so I'm glad for the company. Especially from you." He moved to allow Icetales through the doorway and looked back to the room. Both he and his room were not quite as clean as he'd like, but he wasn't expecting company... Icetales wouldn't judge...

Celeste was lying in bed, staring restlessly at the distant ceiling, Soul tucked snugly asleep against his side, when heard a knocking on the door... Was it fo- Right. Of course it was for him. Who else would it have been for? He got up and went to the door. It was... Icetales. That was good...

“But... What about me being... this? I don’t want to be... an embarrassment.” Celeste sighed. “You won’t be. Just give it a shot, okay?”

Celeste looked at Soul, a harrowed expression on his face. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Soul slunk further away, but remained silent. “Stop... Don’t keep doing this to me. Say something!” “S-Sorry.” “Why? Were you mad because I didn’t treat your rock like the others did? Scared because of Aegis...

Celeste reentered the room. “Chip says to bring it with-” Wait, was it- Were they talking? “What did you do? What was I doing wrong that you fixed in a few minutes?” Soul slunk away, ashamed.

“He’s hugged people before and I think they’re all fine. He normally just hugs people with his head and one foreleg.”

“Nip and Cabot. Cabot just got sent here because he didn’t really pick a room on time. Celeste has really mixed feelings about him. He likes Nip, though. They chose to room together. He worries about Nip a lot, though. He wants to give Nip a hug and to tell Nip that everything will be okay, but...

“I’ll have to, I guess...” This didn’t change the fact that Soul really, really didn’t want to. “Though really, he has two other roommates here, He doesn’t really come here for private moments.”

“I don’t feel grown up... I don’t really feel like a baby, either, though... I... No matter what, I still only have a few days of life experience... I don’t remember what I was before the stone, that wasn’t really me. I’ve spend my few days staying in this room as much as possible. I’ve got an...

“Neither of us have neurons. We’re just... shade, moulded into somebody else’s identity. Except that I’m moulded into nobody. I’m a blank slate. The only “memories” I have are of the past few days, and of being at the bottom of a bag for a month.” Soul hesitated. “I’m lost. I want to have...

“Soul. That’s my name, then.” Soul felt that was decidedly unsatisfying. Picking a name didn’t give Soul an identity. “I still don’t really have an identity. Soul is just a name for... nothing. I am blank. Empty. I guess I have to fix that myself...” Soul let out an irritated puffing sound at...

The shadowy gel quivered and condensed down a little. “Celeste doesn’t know anyone... like this. I am nobody. I haven’t even chosen a name. It’s like I’m a soul without an identity attached to it.”

“I don’t know... What if I do something wrong and I can’t fix it? What if there’s something I can’t take back and I mess it up? It’s better to be careful. Not to break anything. It’s easier this way...” “Okay, why are you making those noises?”