[Only not really. It's an entity, not a power. A conciousness that was far stronger than he. Not a simple power, but a living being, a soul. But Emet-Selch was not to know that. Vincent himself had deliberately described Chaos as a power.
The answer is earnest. Good, even. Yet Vincent's decision to obfuscate- no, to lie- meant the answer was meaningless. Unfruitful. Unhelpful. Yet... The element aspect. Perhaps that could harden his own conciousness to make him stronger. Allow him some semblance of affirming his own control. Or at least, to bolster his resistance to not be devoured entirely.
A silence follows. He answers.]
I had company when I visited.
[Persistent company. Honestly, this little spit of an island was about the most alone he'd been in ages, even with Emet-Selch's presence.]
...And I've no intention of bringing concern to anyone I care for.
[He could be honest about that, at least. The breeze moves his cloak some- yet his arms are locked around himself.]
no subject
[Only not really. It's an entity, not a power. A conciousness that was far stronger than he. Not a simple power, but a living being, a soul. But Emet-Selch was not to know that. Vincent himself had deliberately described Chaos as a power.
The answer is earnest. Good, even. Yet Vincent's decision to obfuscate- no, to lie- meant the answer was meaningless. Unfruitful. Unhelpful. Yet... The element aspect. Perhaps that could harden his own conciousness to make him stronger. Allow him some semblance of affirming his own control. Or at least, to bolster his resistance to not be devoured entirely.
A silence follows. He answers.]
I had company when I visited.
[Persistent company. Honestly, this little spit of an island was about the most alone he'd been in ages, even with Emet-Selch's presence.]
...And I've no intention of bringing concern to anyone I care for.
[He could be honest about that, at least. The breeze moves his cloak some- yet his arms are locked around himself.]
...Thanks. For the information.