Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
She smiled at him when he brought the bowl, a quick twitch of lips in quiet appreciation. But her hands did not cease moving, and when the first rabbit was cleaned and divided, she went on to the next.
"I think you're right, I might still find it," she agreed. "And I don't really think there's anything wrong with not having all the answers. What really makes me worried is my tendency to get involved with things, rush headlong into them without having the proper knowledge or skillset... and potentially ruin things for others by being half-hearted."
Scraping her fingers clean with the back of the knife, she paused before reaching for the last rabbit.
"Take Loren, for example. He's as lost and broken as a person can be.. but he is still a healer, to the core. I don't doubt he could hate someone's guts, and still patch them up. Or Jigano... whatever else he may be, the man is a true scholar. I've never met anyone who is as dedicated to the gods as Amalia, or as capable a soldier as Deimos.
"I just... I wish there was a role like that for me. Something that's me."
Done with the rabbits, she set the skins aside for later reparation, and offered the bowl of offal to Haai. Using water magic to clean herself and the workspace, she set out to find other things to build a meal with. Bread, or vegetables, or anything at all.
"What is it that draws you to the whole Advocates lifestyle?" she asked Sunjata, while she rummaged through his kitchen. "I never thought of you as greedy, or cruel enough to kill for profit..?" She could of course be wrong. Wouldn't be the first time.
"I think you're right, I might still find it," she agreed. "And I don't really think there's anything wrong with not having all the answers. What really makes me worried is my tendency to get involved with things, rush headlong into them without having the proper knowledge or skillset... and potentially ruin things for others by being half-hearted."
Scraping her fingers clean with the back of the knife, she paused before reaching for the last rabbit.
"Take Loren, for example. He's as lost and broken as a person can be.. but he is still a healer, to the core. I don't doubt he could hate someone's guts, and still patch them up. Or Jigano... whatever else he may be, the man is a true scholar. I've never met anyone who is as dedicated to the gods as Amalia, or as capable a soldier as Deimos.
"I just... I wish there was a role like that for me. Something that's me."
Done with the rabbits, she set the skins aside for later reparation, and offered the bowl of offal to Haai. Using water magic to clean herself and the workspace, she set out to find other things to build a meal with. Bread, or vegetables, or anything at all.
"What is it that draws you to the whole Advocates lifestyle?" she asked Sunjata, while she rummaged through his kitchen. "I never thought of you as greedy, or cruel enough to kill for profit..?" She could of course be wrong. Wouldn't be the first time.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
