Syx was still in too much awe to fully process what he was being told, eyes locked on the picture of the boy, “A new generation… not the last…”
Suddenly it was too much. The emotions of the day, the stress he’d been under. Eyes beginning to water, Syx wrapped his arms around himself. He wasn’t the last of his kind. A woman, a blue woman with a blue son, sat before him. Not alone. Never before had he realized just how lonely of a burden that thought had truly been.
Turned away just long enough to shut the hologram off, Megamind turns back to Syx just in time to see his reaction to the video. Not having expected quite that response, she’s taken aback, pushing back her own uncertainty in order to be able to speak up. “No, not the last.”
She sounds cautious this time, not knowing what would happen next.
Pulling his cape around him as if he could hide in it, Syx made himself small. Eyes closed and just breathing. A blue child. A blue hybrid child. He might have had one… the memory haunted him always. What if he had kept the egg? If it had been a child?
Shuddering, he forced the memories down. It wasn’t just him. His species wouldn’t die with him. Feeling lost, Syx just stared blankly at his female counterpart. The whole situation so entirely different that he no longer had even the vaguest idea of what to do.
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