He shakes his head, a slightly shaking hand come up to drive a palm into the center of his forehead.
"No, nononononno, you're talking like, like you're - you're talking like you're one of them."
Because the closest thing to angel is -
They've been here a long time. Longer than anyone.
A chill settles in him. What was this, a test? What do the Others want from him? He thought they were done with him, done dumping memories in his head and tormenting him for the apparent ruckus he raised on high. They've already cast him out from their glowing higher-plane heaven simply for interfering - are they that hypocritical to interfere on his behalf now?
"You are, aren't you?" Daniel's voice cracks, agonized and dark and terrified. "You're one of them. The Ancients."
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"No, nononononno, you're talking like, like you're - you're talking like you're one of them."
Because the closest thing to angel is -
They've been here a long time. Longer than anyone.
A chill settles in him. What was this, a test? What do the Others want from him? He thought they were done with him, done dumping memories in his head and tormenting him for the apparent ruckus he raised on high. They've already cast him out from their glowing higher-plane heaven simply for interfering - are they that hypocritical to interfere on his behalf now?
"You are, aren't you?" Daniel's voice cracks, agonized and dark and terrified. "You're one of them. The Ancients."