[Eight Hours Later]
Having calmed himself down. Caelus stretched his body, he felt weirded out by how calm his mind was, yet it also wasn't running. "...I don't feel the same kind of human I was before."
He'd already gotten to that thought, that he wasn't a human anymore and that it wouldn't matter. He'd continue being who he was. That what others wanted was simply changing himself to be what others want and not what he wants. The idea that he was human because he struggled so much when it came to getting himself to do anything...
"...Who said being human was just their flaws." A soft chuckle he'd made happened, it didn't really matter if he controlled his actions, or his mind, he didn't need to wrestle with it. Nor did he have the never-ending thoughts or contemplation which lasted weeks. It was fine for him. "A human is simply the person themselves as who they truly are. Not what others think they are. Nor only just the flaws."
