[Owen rests his cheek against Otegine's shoulder, draping over him. He's comfortable, even if probably feels like having a bag of ice dropped on his side for poor Otegine.]
Are you a... spirit? I know spirits can be drawn to objects, and that magic can give objects their own feelings... Or that objects can house those that have passed on, but I don't think that's true in your case.
[He's probably not a ghost that possessed a spear and then became a living person again. He's confident in that much being impossible.]
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[Owen rests his cheek against Otegine's shoulder, draping over him. He's comfortable, even if probably feels like having a bag of ice dropped on his side for poor Otegine.]
Are you a... spirit? I know spirits can be drawn to objects, and that magic can give objects their own feelings... Or that objects can house those that have passed on, but I don't think that's true in your case.
[He's probably not a ghost that possessed a spear and then became a living person again. He's confident in that much being impossible.]