"I could feel she was a part of me, somehow, but never really took the time to consider what that really meant. Not that this place really gave me a lot of time to contemplate the more abstract realities and complexities of the soul."

Julian leans his head against his chin. "So that's why you call me 'Jules,'" he says thoughtfully, this time more to the fox, who is obviously the quieter side of his personality that Julian often has trouble tapping into. "Not just because you really know me, but you are me."

"Ascended?" Julian asks, then quickly, "Sorry." It felt... rude to interrupt a conversation between another man and his other self.