A husband! Micolash reflexively averts his eyes when he hears a mention of this Hastur. How interesting! A being such as this with a mate? A spouse? There is historical precedent for mortals wedding to Great Ones, but said precedent is a single woman to a single being. Both of them profoundly powerful and important. And one of those two, he'd care not to think about just now. It's hard to avoid, however, with the lady before him. Dressed in white, pale and ghost-like, belly swollen with child?
A nauseating chill ripples through his innards to make the connections and to briefly wonder, is this her? Has the Queen found me in a new form? A meeting he would not care to facilitate. However, it would be rude beyond measure to flee without warning and doing so on just a potential coincidence! Either way, this is not a being he would care to offend, so the scholar mentally sifts this all to the side to resume conversation.
"Any help to elevate my understanding and Insight is. A cherished and dear blessing! I would not think to impose upon your...husband?" The notion and the word in this context is still so strange! "Unless he would care to assist. I know not to demand things." From people like you, is the unsaid part.
"...Were I to have my druthers," he continues carefully with a nervous, wobbly smile, "I would prefer any child of mine to. Not be human? Or to transcend it in due time. Either by nature or by. Scientific intervention. I would hate to curse a new life with such an ignoble fate as to persist in being human. And besides, I have had a great, great deal of experience with babes of the more. Cosmic variety. But I would hate to sound as though I am, as I am, worthy of such offspring! But perhaps? Someday?"
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A nauseating chill ripples through his innards to make the connections and to briefly wonder, is this her? Has the Queen found me in a new form? A meeting he would not care to facilitate. However, it would be rude beyond measure to flee without warning and doing so on just a potential coincidence! Either way, this is not a being he would care to offend, so the scholar mentally sifts this all to the side to resume conversation.
"Any help to elevate my understanding and Insight is. A cherished and dear blessing! I would not think to impose upon your...husband?" The notion and the word in this context is still so strange! "Unless he would care to assist. I know not to demand things." From people like you, is the unsaid part.
"...Were I to have my druthers," he continues carefully with a nervous, wobbly smile, "I would prefer any child of mine to. Not be human? Or to transcend it in due time. Either by nature or by. Scientific intervention. I would hate to curse a new life with such an ignoble fate as to persist in being human. And besides, I have had a great, great deal of experience with babes of the more. Cosmic variety. But I would hate to sound as though I am, as I am, worthy of such offspring! But perhaps? Someday?"