[The fur is soft, thick, and deep — and whether it always is like that, or just happens to be for this duration of Blake touching it, is anyone's guess — and naturally Arceus verbalizes no answers, but that doesn't mean it's unresponsive to the question it's been asked. Quite the contrary, really.
Because it's something of a question of perspective, isn't it? I thought you were screwing with me — and from a certain point of view, perhaps it was. But from a certain point of view, a pet owner is cruelly withholding a treat from a long-suffering dog, unless that point of view happens to be that of the pet owner, who knows that withholding a treat made of chocolate is in fact the better and more responsible thing to do.
Things depend on how one looks at them. It's very difficult to articulate the perspective of the creator of the universe, especially to someone who...well, isn't.
So what it offers instead is calm, steady kindness, and a sort of silent acceptance, and a warm neck with lush fur for Blake to curl his fingers around while he works out the things he wants to say.]
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Because it's something of a question of perspective, isn't it? I thought you were screwing with me — and from a certain point of view, perhaps it was. But from a certain point of view, a pet owner is cruelly withholding a treat from a long-suffering dog, unless that point of view happens to be that of the pet owner, who knows that withholding a treat made of chocolate is in fact the better and more responsible thing to do.
Things depend on how one looks at them. It's very difficult to articulate the perspective of the creator of the universe, especially to someone who...well, isn't.
So what it offers instead is calm, steady kindness, and a sort of silent acceptance, and a warm neck with lush fur for Blake to curl his fingers around while he works out the things he wants to say.]