Tahaan shivers softly, realizing it was probably bothering it's counterpart. It draws back, only a small bit of itself still touching Aysus. It wriggles this way and that, making little noises for a while until it is relaxed enough to reply. 

[i]~I was making things, and breaking things, discovering new sounds, and making them too! But then I broke a light, and it made a really loud noise. . .The noise, it frightened me. I know I made it, and should not be so afraid, but I could not help it. . .~[/i]

It finally manages to slither away from the other being, letting go so it can wander this way and that. Suddenly excited it pulls forward some threads and begins showing off what it's learned.

[i]~See, if you tighten them then pull at them, the noise is new. Oh, and listen!~[/i]

In a whirls of it's body it brings forth a line of lights, no longer frightened at all now that it's counterpart is nearby. The faint pop sound makes it shiver and shake, bouncing around happily. Suddenly it realizes it's making a lot of noise, and Aysus may not like that, so with one last bounce it settle back into the threads, the small twitches of it's form only causes noise every so often. Reaching out with a thin strip of itself it touches one of the lights.

[i]~If you would like to see, to hear, the really loud noise, just break one.~[/i]

It slithers back and forth, wanting to see what Aysus will do even as it longs to race once more off into the newness to see what else it can do. The nothing around seems so vast, but now it knows it has an end. It gets quickly lost in thought, drifting slowly away from the other and it's antics. It's desire to see what Aysus will do drifts quickly away as well as once more it feels a need building. A want for something a need for. . .

It looks to the space between all the things it now knows, the threads, the light, the dark. Sound and silence being less tangible but still visible to the being, but beneath it all is the faint energies created by everything else, the energy the everything that makes up the nothing is made of. 

[i]~Even as there is nothing, there isn't really nothing, seeing as I see things between, even if I see it as nothing, that is only because I have grown so use to it all~[/i] 

It shivers back and forth in thought, musing about things until a new thought strikes it.

[i]~We only call it nothing, because there is an absences of the only something we know, or at the time, knew, of, which was the threads. But now, as I look at it, I think there is more to this. More to nothing. Along with us, the threads were made, and the stuff between it is nothing, but even as a nothing, it seems that it needs to be. . .~[/i]

Unsure of just what it is thinking it moves back closer to Aysus, though still lost in thought, it's words can be sensed by the other without it knowing that it is “Speaking aloud” as one would say.

[i]~It is the space between that gives the thread definition, and without it, the universe about us would be without definition. It would be very one sided, and as we have learned, there needs be two sides to something.~[/i]

Turning to Aysus it at last directs it's words to the ribbon being.

[i]~I think, it is time for something. Something different.~[/i]

It reaches out to “Touch” the light once more, the energy “Feeling” different from the threads, but still lacking something. Something Tahaan can not fully understand at this time, but as it once more looks to the threads and the space between them, he gets an idea. 

[i]~We should make something like it! Like the threads and the nothingness. That is what I want.~[/i]

Twisting this way and that, it draws Aysus forward, pulling it out away from the things they have made. It has no idea how it and Aysus are going to make what he has just decided to make, however he knows, deep down, that it's going to take more energy than they are use to using.

[i]~I think we will need to tap the energy directly for this. I am not sure, but think so. . .~[/i]

Drawing up to the riling mass of energy it slows, moving away from Aysus to try and understand why it feels the need for the central mass of energy for this next creation. It looks around intently, not getting too close, but not shying away at the noises it's making. As long as it's counterpart is around, Tahaan is as brave as could be. Finally it understands what it needs to do. What they need to do. Moving back to Aysus's side it hovers as still as possible before the other. 

[i]~We need to make both at once. We need to make them separate, but equal. I do not think one at a time will work this time. I. . .I do not know why, but this is what I hear inside me as the truth.~[/i]

It hesitates for a moment, unsure of itself, however after a moment it continues.

[i]~If you are ready, I would like to make something. . .Solid. Something to touch. I know we touch the threads, but the thread is energy, it is. . .It is not solid. It can be formed into things unseen, it can vanish once formed.~[/i]

It is unsure of how else to explain it's want, but it tries anyways.

[i]~We are of energy, or two types of energy, and all around us, there are threads, and there is the space between. I want to make something like that, but different. Something different from ourselves. I wish to make something we can see, at all times. Something that we can touch that is different than the threads.~[/i]

Not sure it's words are understood it falls silent, writhing a bit before asking.

[i]~Do you understand what I mean?~[/i]