It was the next day that Sollux took his brother to the market.
He never believed in slavery, and viewed it as a horrible poison to the whole of society, but there was nothing else he could afford. He watched as Mituna skipped forward ahead of him, and began to walk forward himself, Charelston following, looking over each person with both pity and hesitation. He needed someone who would care about Mituna, not just their own skin.
Mituna flounced down the path a little ways before stopping, staring at one particular boy. He looked so young and tired, and cautiously, the boy dared to venture a little closer, flopping down to watch the human with fascination as he slept. Who was this kid?
My God is a God of love.
No matter the sexuality, race, [gender] or sins,
He loves each and every one on Earth.
Copy and paste this is your God is a God of love, not wrath.