You already know what you want. You just don't want to tell me.
The Emperor’s words had echoed in my mind all night.
No matter what he said, or what we did, I kept thinking about that and questioning whether he was right.
I didn’t know.
At least, I didn’t think I knew.
Maybe I knew, somewhere deep down.
It went on, and on, and on; an endless loop of thoughts that were leading nowhere and that had probably been exactly why Caius said that at all.
He told me about what it meant to be like him - he was open, and honest, and I wasn’t sure how to respond to most of what he told me.
I was not too stupid or stubborn to see the advantages were far more than a heightened sense of smell. There was a chance I would become like Juventas and outlive everyone I had ever met while barely aging a
