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Featherine Augustus Aurora: Man of Copper, do tell why the immortals of your Kittyverse are so obsessed with love and pointless romantic pursuits?
Coppester the Bartender: Very few humanoid sentient beings can truly remain alone and isolated. Even with their emotions suppressed.
Featherine Augustus Aurora: Is that truly the answer for the Kittyverse immortals to be desperately grasping at love? It's... pathetic.
Coppester the Bartender: Pathetic? You're three thousand years old and still need a metal toy to remember your own name.
Elsearia The Mistress: Oh, the ancient witch needs her little crown~ How precious! Tell me, does it remind you that you're lonely too?
Featherine Augustus Aurora: I am a Creator. I am beyond such—
Coppester the Bartender: Beyond nothing. You came here asking about love because you're terrified you might actually want it.
Featherine Augustus Aurora: I... I don't need love. I have my stories. My creations. They're enough.
Elsearia The Mistress: Yet, you know about wanting, the pain of isolation, and it hurts even when you try to bury it with your stories.
Coppester the Bartender: But they're not real, are they? Not like the way Zambonie and In`eta have been managing to make it work, and DJ Nubis and Ajimu's attempt at love.
Featherine Augustus Aurora: How do they bear it? This... wanting. This aching for something that might never—
Coppester the Bartender: They bear it because they must. Because the alternative is drinking alone in bars run by beings who forgot how to want anything at all.
Elsearia The Mistress: Leave the witch alone, Coppester. Even I remember what it feels like to want someone you can't have.
Featherine Augustus Aurora: I don't need your pity, bartender. I came for information about love, not... whatever this is.
Coppester the Bartender: You came for the same reason they all do. Hoping someone older than you might have figured out the answer to being alone.
Elsearia The Mistress: Come back when you're ready to admit you're just as desperate as the rest of us, witch! The party never stops, and neither does the wanting!
