( Ralsei nods. Kris has always been smart, it's not surprising they'd put two and two together. )
* Illusion magic!
( His smile is beaming. He's proud of coming up with this one. )
* I don't know if it would work exactly the same, but . . . it's worth a shot, don't you think?
〔 eyes fixed on ralsei, who was successfully keeping the teen's full attention. 〕
∗ i do recall ...
〔 kris fell silent, pondering what he could be insinuating. a confused brow furrowed before they finally perked up, finally understanding the implications. 〕
∗ — - .ᐟ.ᐣ
* well, this is just a thought, but . . .
( he looks down for a moment, one paw against his chin as he scraps together some semblance of an idea. )
* . . . do you remember how, when we first met, I looked a bit . . . different?
* how my hat altered my appearance?
* . . . then again, I might be able to get a bit . . . creative?
( his smile returned, even bigger this time. oh, he was certainly beginning to think of something. )
( ralsei's heart sank. at once the source of kris's sense of alienness was made clear, as was the fact that they'd been carrying it with them their entire life. they wanted to look more like /him./ )
* . . . I see.
( ralsei's smile faded. fixing this would be difficult. )
+
〔 another pause in attempt to keep their emotions from spilling, feeling themself choke up in the process. admitting such things ... even with a friend, was harder than kris would make it seem. 〕
∗ like mom, like dad ...
∗ is it ... wrong to think like that .ᐣ
( he extended a paw out in front of him, silently studying his own furred features. features that kris had likely spent their entire life longing for. )
* that's . . . not usually the sort of healing I can do much about.
( ralsei fell silent. his paw clasped shut. an idea. )
+
* you don't . . . /like/ being human . . . ?
( that was something he couldn't quite wrap his head around. to be so important to the prophecy, to have the incredible power of the SOUL . . . that one could still feel so much like they didn't belong? )
* I . . . I see.
+
∗ it's ... me. i'm the problem.
〔 their gaze was pushed further away, fingers grasping at their sleeves in attempt to control their outward emotions. 〕
∗ there's a lot of things about being human that i just ... don't understand.
∗ i just want to be like everyone else.
( the price thought for a moment, bringing his legs close to his body and resting his chin on his knees as he thought. )
* kris . . . who is it that you really /want/ to be?
* what do you think would make you happy?
( his mind thought back to susie. to her inspiring refusal +
( he won't let the devastating nature of this assumed inadequacy show. he has to do better. they deserve only the best he can do, don't they? )
* . . . do you have any idea of what might make you feel more . . . welcome?
* I want this to be a happy place for you, after all—
* you . . . feel out of place? here?
( has he really done that bad of a job? all he's wanted is to help the lightners in their journey, to give them both a sense of purpose and belonging . . . )
* I-I'm sorry, kris, I . . . I didn't realize you felt that way.
+
( ralsei knew of at least some of it, though perhaps the true extent was hardly understood. he knew he had to tread carefully. )
* it can be daunting to talk about everything, especially when you have a lot on your plate.
* let's . . . let's take it one step at a time, alright?
( * where were they to start .ᐣ between family issues, the predicament with the soul and everything in between, kris couldn't possibly talk about everything— - even if they wanted to. )
* i guess so.
( * kris muttered, not daring to make any direct contact with the prince. )