The Aeon beside them did not argue.
They looked at the Long-Range Remote Sensor in Akivili's hand.
On the screen, a man with black hair and amber eyes stood shoulder to shoulder with Akivili. In the corner was a blurry silhouette made up of patches of red.
An Aeon could impersonate someone using a photograph, but could not reproduce their voice exactly.
From the blurry patches of color, Aha barely managed to make out the person's long, wavy red hair.
They stood in front of an Astral Express window, posing for a photo with Qlipoth behind them.
Aha lowered their head, their fringe covering their eyes and brows.
When they looked up again, they wore an androgynous face.
Their black hair gradually turned red, and their straight locks began to curl.
They leaned closer and threw an arm around Akivili's shoulders without the slightest reservation.
"How about now?"
Their shoulders touched, and Aha's overly fluffy curls brushed Akivili's cheek several times.
Compared with the human in the photograph, Aha was more interested in the Aeon before them.
They grinned and said affectionately:
"Akivili, I've missed you so much-"
After saying that, they frowned and began complaining about Akivili.
Akivili stared into empty space, looking distracted, clearly still thinking of the human in the photograph.
Aha narrowed their eyes and followed Akivili's train of thought, steering the conversation toward the man they were impersonating.
Akivili's eyes lit up, like embers sparking to life again just before they went out.
Smiling, they recounted the many trials they had weathered together.
Aha stopped smiling, occasionally nodding and offering a few words of agreement.
They seemed very interested in the human Akivili mentioned, yet their gaze wandered.
Akivili did not mind.
Neither they nor their best friend would actively seek other Aeons' approval.
Much