He was a human and a bird. Of course he wasn't us.
[As much as they like human stuff, they have no interest in being an actual human. But K's suggestion does help: smooths over all the weird lingering emptiness and wrongness, and the claustrophobic feeling at having been unable to communicate. If Scrad were a little more aware, he'd have a new respect for the amount of time Charlie has had to spend in the backpack. But he isn't, and the fact that Charlie has developed something approaching Stockholm Syndrome about the backpack doesn't help.
It also doesn't help that K is trying to help them. This too is wrong. Like Gnarths and *&@#!!!!!'s living together. Scrad throws his hands in the air, despite caring very, very much.]
Alright! You know what? We give! Just tell us what you want from us. We can't take it anymore.
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He was a human and a bird. Of course he wasn't us.
[As much as they like human stuff, they have no interest in being an actual human. But K's suggestion does help: smooths over all the weird lingering emptiness and wrongness, and the claustrophobic feeling at having been unable to communicate. If Scrad were a little more aware, he'd have a new respect for the amount of time Charlie has had to spend in the backpack. But he isn't, and the fact that Charlie has developed something approaching Stockholm Syndrome about the backpack doesn't help.
It also doesn't help that K is trying to help them. This too is wrong. Like Gnarths and *&@#!!!!!'s living together. Scrad throws his hands in the air, despite caring very, very much.]
Alright! You know what? We give! Just tell us what you want from us. We can't take it anymore.