He chuckles because he hasn't talked about this with anyone that wasn't Pogue. Pogue who had accepted it all and yet, after, Caleb had felt he had been different. Nothing had changed for Pogue, but for Caleb so much had changed and it made it hard for them to connect now. Especially since Caleb had gone from obsessed with keeping them all from practicing magic to obsessing with using magic and far more addicted than any of the others... even combined.
"You always do whatever you have to so you survive, right? It's what I did then and, honestly, it's why I'm here now."
He considers that for a moment, looking down at his glass and then back up at the other man. "Honestly, I don't know. I only know that in this world, when I use magic, it eats at me. I could feel the difference between Duplicity and here, and there it left me lightheaded, especially when I used a lot, and here I feel like I'm almost sick. It's how it felt before."
And he knows it's aging him, but he can't help but to use.
He stares at Felix for a long time, and there's a different sort of pain he's been enduring, especially with the distance between himself and the others. He'd grown up with them. He'd had the coven at the Midnight Theatre. Now he felt alone, all this time while he'd searched for the man before him.
And now, perhaps, there's a chance to not be alone again, and to live and learn.
"I'd like that. When we find a way," he says with a smile. "All I've been through and I don't accept there isn't a chance somewhere." He laughs then. "Fascinating is a word for it. My... ex? I guess since we're not in the same world. He has some very intimate piercings and that is definitely fascinating," he teases, unable to help but to be cheeky.
"Help with a cure and new clothes? Be careful or you might end up with a boy toy," he teases, used to being part of the "Four Twinks of the Apocalypse" as Nick had once called them.
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"You always do whatever you have to so you survive, right? It's what I did then and, honestly, it's why I'm here now."
He considers that for a moment, looking down at his glass and then back up at the other man. "Honestly, I don't know. I only know that in this world, when I use magic, it eats at me. I could feel the difference between Duplicity and here, and there it left me lightheaded, especially when I used a lot, and here I feel like I'm almost sick. It's how it felt before."
And he knows it's aging him, but he can't help but to use.
He stares at Felix for a long time, and there's a different sort of pain he's been enduring, especially with the distance between himself and the others. He'd grown up with them. He'd had the coven at the Midnight Theatre. Now he felt alone, all this time while he'd searched for the man before him.
And now, perhaps, there's a chance to not be alone again, and to live and learn.
"I'd like that. When we find a way," he says with a smile. "All I've been through and I don't accept there isn't a chance somewhere." He laughs then. "Fascinating is a word for it. My... ex? I guess since we're not in the same world. He has some very intimate piercings and that is definitely fascinating," he teases, unable to help but to be cheeky.
"Help with a cure and new clothes? Be careful or you might end up with a boy toy," he teases, used to being part of the "Four Twinks of the Apocalypse" as Nick had once called them.