[chaos is slumped against the wall, less sleeping than feigning sleep. He hovers somewhere near dreaming and in his dreams he's back in the stars and can feel the universe flow around him. He feels the warm familiarity of his powers in his limbs. Not the full frightening power he had in ancient times but the lingering inhuman energy he's carried for millenia now.
He's about to drift off into the flow when a voice comes through the darkness and he shakes his head back into wakefulness.]
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He's about to drift off into the flow when a voice comes through the darkness and he shakes his head back into wakefulness.]
Hm?
[He looks up at Manuel.]
I am. What's up?