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Soul smiled and leaned into his hug, brushing her face against his coat. In the end, it was true, neither of them were really Ninetales. Curious, how that worked out. "You're welcome, brother. I'm so glad you've found yourself." She wanted to hold on to this moment forever...

Soul had never been of critical importance to Celeste, so she had some difficulty relating. "So, what I'm getting is that, so far, your purpose has been to help your father? If you've accomplished that, then perhaps it's time you learn to live for yourself. For your own sake. No matter how many...

"It's frightening, isn't it? Who am I is a terrifying question to have to ask yourself. But we persist." Soul was silently relieved she wasn't wrestling with it herself anymore, but she figured it would be in poor taste to say that Petram in his current condition. "If what you're making isn't...

Soul was puzzled. Luz was holding out her hand like she was going to wave, but she wasn't doing it. She seemed to be waiting for a response. Was Soul supposed to react? If so, how? Luz's hand was right at her face level... She brushed her forehead against Luz's paw in greeting.

Soul returned Petram's hug. For one long moment, everything was still. Or, everything she was concerned with was still, anyways. The plaza was still moving, but there was no one of concern to her there in that moment. Then, someone she was concerned with entered her field of view, and the...

Soul accepted the cupcake, withering the wrapper off by hexing it with ghost energy. It was becoming harder and harder for her to call upon that power… Given the negative feelings her hexing drew on, that was probably a good sign, but she’d miss the power. She’d have to find something new to do...

“I see. We’ve all had a lot to think about, don’t we? We didn’t get much childhood...” Although we might be having another one, in due time… Petram was comfortable with what she was becoming, then. Unless he was just good at masking it, but that would be unlike him. “Things change quickly...

Oh, there was Petram. Lately, she hadn’t spoken with him as much as she used to. She’d been dealing with her own issues, ones she didn’t think he’d really get… …And it seemed he was dealing with his own issues as well. An issue that sounded familiar to her. Maybe he could use her help. If...

Soul was getting better at being in public as she changed. For a while after speaking with Luz, her rate of change hade accelerated. Her false fur had become false chitin. Her tails had become plated and bony instead of soft. Her chest was receding, leaving a ribcage like a normal Eternatus...