"Step into the light then, and we'll see." The problem is what Ginsberg is is not a secret, it's just an unknown.
The Thief steps into the light and his shadow crawls forward to pluck at Ginsberg's feet. It doesn't feel like anything, it's just a shadow, but it still tries.
He takes a few cautious steps into the light, and all at once, his figure becomes much more clear. He looks completely human, completely solid, but there's still a... wrongness about him. Something that doesn't quite feel natural. Something that another shadow creature will likely pick up on.
"What am I?" he asks, staring at the Thief curiously.
"I steal secrets. I'm the fear of things being stolen. Of things getting thrown into the light that people don't wish others to know. The affairs, the little lies, the locations to fortunes. I know them all. Sometimes I even steal hope."
That's probably a fair critique, actually. He kills when he wants to, or when the mood strikes him. He causes harm indiscriminately. It's not targeted so much as taking advantage when it seems like a good idea.
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He's actually not sure. Maybe he's not. It's hard to tell anymore.
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He looks down at himself, his strange, shadowy, not quite corporeal form, and shrugs.
"Maybe not. Maybe I'm something else. Something in between."
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The Thief steps into the light and his shadow crawls forward to pluck at Ginsberg's feet. It doesn't feel like anything, it's just a shadow, but it still tries.
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"What am I?" he asks, staring at the Thief curiously.
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He gives Ginsberg a bit of a wry grin, the joke amusing only to himself. Though somewhere the Fool scowls at something and he doesn't know why.
"You're not a secret because I would know..."
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Melodramatic? Perhaps. But it seems true just the same.
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Pessimist.
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But he knows he can't do that. He feels at home in the shadows, even if they make him dangerous.
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The Thief steps back into the dark and his shadow beckons Ginsberg to follow.
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But he does follow the Thief back into the shadows. It's safer there.
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"It takes time, I'll admit it. But it's just a matter of learning how to step into people's shadows."
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Murder, most likely. For him, at least.
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Murder is Thom's brother's realm.
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He'd be scared, too, if he weren't a shadow monster himself. And tomorrow, when he goes back to normal, he very likely will be scared.
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"Exactly. Though they tend to fear my brother more. After all, I only steal hope. He can kill it."
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Or they might try to kill each other. Two murderous shadow monsters might not get along well at all.
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"I think he'd like you. Though he'd probably try to give you a bit more direction in your targets."
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That's probably a fair critique, actually. He kills when he wants to, or when the mood strikes him. He causes harm indiscriminately. It's not targeted so much as taking advantage when it seems like a good idea.
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He's young and flush with power in need of refinement.