Welcome to Gaia! ::

It sounded like a fake fantasy but the fact that it echoed other conversations galled him even more. The other side--White Moon, Order, whatever the ******** make people fight. There was no general summoning in a now-queen to stick their hands in his chest and force his form into something he never asked for, with responsibilities he had never asked for, with things to do he had never asked for. With an ancient alien foxboy alien senshi man telling him that, it felt like a penetrating mantra.

He harrumphed.

There was still one essential blockade. Leaving would require leaving everything he knew. It'd require giving in to what happened to him and losing everything he still cared about. It'd require abandoning Orah. It'd require abandoning Dad, and everything they had built, and everything he had done to hold them together as a unit, even after Orah's disappearance and reappearance.

Fulgurite wrung his hands. This conversation was hitting a nerve, and it was a deeply uncomfortable one. He couldn't. He couldn't--

"Not that easy, foxboy."

He glanced behind him.

"I have people I need to stay for."

Fulgurite sucked in a breath and realized the easier solution to a conversation that was intensifying an empty pit in his stomach was to simply... disappear.