He blinked. "Oh. I…do not think so." He replied slowly, looking up at Jude. "It only…it just inhibits my brain from registering physical pain. Because in a combat situation…feeling pain could lead to distractions. I don't know about emotional."
“Hm,” Jude drummed his fingers on the countertops. “Right,” He muttered quietly with a subtle nod, “…I just had a weird thought, nevermind. Let’s pick some basil,” Jude nodded at his basil plant sitting in a homemade planter by the edge of the sink,.
He frowned a little. "What thought?" He asked slowly, curiously. "But alright. How much basil?" He wondered, looking at Jude, then at the plant, then back at Jude again.
"Just a few big leaves," Jude smiled, taking some dried oregano and ground white pepper from his spice rack, "I just thought…maybe you wouldn't be able to feel hurt over…you know…" He shrugged.
He nodded, and picked some of the basil. "I…don't know." He replied slowly, looking at Jude and frowning a little bit. He held the leaves out to Jude.
Jude took the basil from him, throwing it in the pan of tomatoes. "I just thought that…maybe you might not feel too bad when…you break up with someone." He said quietly, his eyes tracing the edge of the counter.
He blinked, biting his lip a little. "…oh…I just…I don't know." He said slowly. "If I didn't feel that… wouldn't that make me a little…heartless?" Less human?
"Well…you were made for…war," Jude said slowly, wishing he'd just stayed quiet. Now their expressions were both uncomfortable. "It was stupid– I don't know what I'm saying," He said with a faint laugh.
(not gonna be super active today sorry)
Nyx looked down at his hands. "Yes. I was." He replied softly. "But my…emotions…I'm not supposed to be emotional at all, really. In battle…my cybernetic brain would just…take over, I guess."
(me neither)
"Oh," Jude simply said, imagining what might've happened if the project was continued. "Well, you feel things now–" He shrugged softly, taking Nyx's hands in his. "You're sensitive and sweet and curious and just…you. I like that you're emotional."
Nyx looked up at Jude, biting his lip a little bit. "So I'm not…less?" He asked slowly, unsure if Jude would understand what he was asking. I'm not less human?
"Less?" Jude smiled with his eyebrows slightly raised. He slowly led Nyx's hands to his waist, looking down at his bright blue eyes, "Nyx, you're more."
Nyx looked up at Jude nervously, eyes searching the other male's. "I…am?" He asked slowly, not quite sure if he could believe Jude.
Jude nodded slowly, not breaking his locked gaze. "You are," He quietly told him, not knowing if he'd be able to tell him just how he could be the purest reflection of humanity.
Nyx bit his lip again, lower lip caught between his teeth. "Okay." He said simply, accepting Jude's words. He wrapped his arms around Jude, leaning against the other male's chest.
Jude wound his arms over Nyx's shoulders, sighing at his soft grip around his sides and resting his chin on the soft tufts of his dark hair. "Anyway, what do you think of the music?" He asked, acknowledging the record still playing.
Nyx shrugged a little bit. "I don't know." He replied softly. "I don't have much to compare it with." He stayed snuggled up to Jude.
"Well, how does it make you feel?" Jude asked, running a hand through Nyx's hair and softly smiling. "Oh– water's boiling," He pipped, slowly pulling away and moving to look for pasta in a cupboard.
Nyx let go when Jude pulled away, leaning against the counter a little bit. "I don't know." He replied softly, shrugging his shoulders.
"Hm," Jude sounded as he measured out enough spaghetti for the two of them and putting it into the boiling pot of water. "–It's just that…the happiest time of my life came from taking note of everything I felt," He shrugged, remembering the hours of conversation between him and another, describing everything in the room and how it seemed to them; soft, rough, puzzling, beautiful, 'It's beautiful,' and 'why is it beautiful?'
Nyx nodded a little bit. "Oh. Well…I don't know." He said again with a faint laugh. He ran his hands through his hair, looking at Jude. The happiest part of his life…and it had nothing to do with me. He thought with not a little jealousy.
Jude shrugged, stirring the sauce with a wooden spoon, "I just wanted to see if you had any thoughts on it, I guess; since I'm always runnin' my mouth on what I know about whatever," He laughed, "I talk a lot, is what I'm saying. I wanna know what you think too."
Nyx shrugged. "I…want to wait to learn more before I start running my mouth." He replied slowly.
"Hm. Well, you'll learn plenty while you're with me," Jude smiled, sorting through some spices and picking out the ones he wanted, "Like– oregano," He laughed, and held up a little jar of dried leaves, "It's nice in Italian food."
He laughed. "Oregano. A joyous occasion. I have learned of a…spice." he replied teasingly, dead pan. He chuckled.