โ beautiful and the most terrible of all things."
They smile, reaching out to touch the tip of a finger to Camilo's cheek.
"No, I think it's better if you answer that question for yourself."
"If you ask me that question, darling, I can give you any number of answers you may want."
It's Death's nature to be malleable, after all, to fit into whatever idea mortality has ascribed to it.
"A friend, an enemy, an acquaintance, a curse, a pain in your backside. The most โ
โ tell me when you do . โ
not able to hold a smile , one eye peeks open at them , a fast look before closing it again . focusing , he flickered into his ghost realm .
โ well , thereโs the difference , is it not ? โ
"I'm only trying to understand."
They sit down beside the gravestone, resting their head where the name is engraved.
"Hmm. Most of my companions would readily take lives and present them to meโand they are beautiful in that way. I understand them and their hunger. But you're โ
โ iโm not that dumb , muerte . also , no . not that . i barely save the living โ but the dead , that i can help . โ
looking around , he got close to one of the graves , cleaning the moss away from the headstone with his hand .
"You don't want another person to kill their sibling anymore? Oh, Camilo. I can tell you it happens a lot more often than you think."
They keep walking while the other stops, skipping effortlessly over a rock in the road, until they come to rest over a headstone.
"Most would โ
turning his head completely to face tod , camilo comes to an entire stop , his face morphing through different expressions .
โ what โ ? no , no , itโs not โ not like that , at all . i know i canโt make it up for her anymore . โ
Guilt and grief and the delectable anguish of manโhis tongue briefly pokes between his lips, as if tasting the air, that taunting hunger pulling at his being again.
"So you think you can make it up to her? Through other children?"
That small taste alone is enough to leave โ
โ i killed her , kind of . on accident . just โ yโknow , didnโt know how to use my powers , i pushed her soul out of her body . โ
and he knows where she is , right at the corner of his eye every time he talks about her .
god , he never gets used to the chill . tilting his head enough to see tod , he nibbled his lower lip before answering .
โ my sister . one . . . of them , at least . the one that came before me . โ
right . . . it would be hard to get into a lot of details , though . or perhaps โ a little too personal , but he said he would be an open book to death , so . . .