Shadow had to stare at that. "Clef...the storms were part of the system Nautilus is. Did ya not get that?" He asked. "Because yer sample size is literally two places. Nautilus' realm and yer home. Did ya ever actually research the worlds in the dream or did ya just look at what was literally in front of ya? Also I don't need to breathe. I mimic the motions because I'm a shadow. I don't even need it to talk. Which seems...a fitting metaphor for my point."
Shadow scoffed. "Which also proves ya don't listen. Ya can't talk yer way out of mind magic. Even going by different rules, the only way its gonna be effective is if it uses logic against the brain. The brain is great at justifying things. Anyone whose even a little good at it knows to push the story that the person will believe. Take a guard? Well, they're guarding something and their former friend is a traitor, or an impostor. Need a villager? Well, their friend needs their help with something. And ya? Considering ya can't even admit I'm not yer son under normal circumstances, ya weren't gonna let go of yer little fantasy with logic. But no, can't believe Shadow on the thing he did for months at a distance on several individuals. I clearly have no idea what I'm talking about, right?" There is definite bitterness and resentment in his voice.
"I WAS LITERALLY WATCHING YA DIE!" Shadow shouted back, whole form turning black for a few moments. "I couldn't even go to get help after I started to investigate because the smallest push was enough to send ya even deeper into the abyss! YA! GAVE! UP!"
"And the only way yer not gonna is if ya admit it and decide to be better because running away from yer flaws and weaknesses just make them worse," he snarled, color returning.
"Even now, yer doing it again. Ya won't listen to me, about things I know, about what I saw. Ya have never once respected my opinion if it didn't fit yer world view. 'Shadow is a good brother, so he understands Link.' Anything outside of that definition, ya have just told me how I am wrong and mistaken, even when its about myself. I keep trying to help ya, because I care about Link and he cares about ya, and I was caring about ya too, until ya made it abundantly clear ya have never tried to know me. Not once. And its just a great metaphor for how ya are, Clef. If it doesn't fit the worldview ya WANT, it isn't worth knowing at all," he said.
He crossed his arms, voice cold. "And that's why we're not family. I won't be that close with anyone who refuses to look at me."
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Shadow scoffed. "Which also proves ya don't listen. Ya can't talk yer way out of mind magic. Even going by different rules, the only way its gonna be effective is if it uses logic against the brain. The brain is great at justifying things. Anyone whose even a little good at it knows to push the story that the person will believe. Take a guard? Well, they're guarding something and their former friend is a traitor, or an impostor. Need a villager? Well, their friend needs their help with something. And ya? Considering ya can't even admit I'm not yer son under normal circumstances, ya weren't gonna let go of yer little fantasy with logic. But no, can't believe Shadow on the thing he did for months at a distance on several individuals. I clearly have no idea what I'm talking about, right?" There is definite bitterness and resentment in his voice.
"I WAS LITERALLY WATCHING YA DIE!" Shadow shouted back, whole form turning black for a few moments. "I couldn't even go to get help after I started to investigate because the smallest push was enough to send ya even deeper into the abyss! YA! GAVE! UP!"
"And the only way yer not gonna is if ya admit it and decide to be better because running away from yer flaws and weaknesses just make them worse," he snarled, color returning.
"Even now, yer doing it again. Ya won't listen to me, about things I know, about what I saw. Ya have never once respected my opinion if it didn't fit yer world view. 'Shadow is a good brother, so he understands Link.' Anything outside of that definition, ya have just told me how I am wrong and mistaken, even when its about myself. I keep trying to help ya, because I care about Link and he cares about ya, and I was caring about ya too, until ya made it abundantly clear ya have never tried to know me. Not once. And its just a great metaphor for how ya are, Clef. If it doesn't fit the worldview ya WANT, it isn't worth knowing at all," he said.
He crossed his arms, voice cold. "And that's why we're not family. I won't be that close with anyone who refuses to look at me."