“You have,” Wolfimus states simply to Animus, “you just need to look at me to know you have.” Tufted ears twitch on his head and Wolfimus stands, staring, challenging Animus, “You've buried yourself in the other side of us.”
No other move comes from the Daimon, “Being human is about feeling pain and joy. To know our flaws and our merits. The Walkers in the Primal know both sides, not just one.”
The silver thread at Animus' hand starts to twinge.
Animus please roll a Navigation Roll of [Wits + Composure]
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