Cryptic comments and misunderstandings hurrah

[helpthehurt]

"The uniforms...sing. Supplication and sundering, stout and steady...many hearts come through these halls but they all turn the same way in the end. The learning is less important than the feeling."

...Is the kind of thing Cole mutters as he wanders the halls, following people around with a look on his face like he's about to spill a really personal secret about whoever he's looking at. Someone should probably collect him.

((OOC: Cole has a form of limited mind-reading which basically amounts to him saying extremely vague things about someone's personal pain because he wants to help heal it. Let me know if you ain't cool with that!))

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[golonghorns]

The spirit of compassion. That was an interesting proposition. And strangely enough, one he could believe of this place. There was a Sun God here, after all. He just wandered around on fire all day. He'd even heard rumors of some sort of Pokémon God attending here. Maybe more than one. So, OK, the living embodiment of compassion? Sure. He'd buy that.

"If you're some kind've... embodiment of compassion, you don't want anythin' to do with me. I don't got a whole lot of that."

He'd had a normal amount of it once, but it had been thrashed out of him. Blown away. Now even amongst the scraggly and violent remnants of the Human population, he was known as ruthless and cold. He'd accepted and even used that reputation to get by. It had its uses, and it had been earned.