"So when I'm a little old lady and you come visit me in the old folks' home you can still get away with chasing nurses!" She shook her head. "I'm perhaps a little envious. Of everything you have the ability and option to do and experience. You probably don't ever get colds even."
No wonder he moves through human girls as though they're breaths of air, she thought and the thought made her sad, settling as an ache in the center of her gut. When the entirety of time and space is yours, little else matters. She both envied that and wished that she mattered, a thought that caught her off guard.
"You are a lucky, lucky dude."
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