nobody can hear you

Sohalia

Honestly, it would do Soh good to hear about Safrin in a different light (and it would satisfy a leveling requirement so), but she was still too averse to causing any pain that she was afraid to ask, assuming, perhaps incorrectly, that to do so would be to ask Sunjata to relive something that he might rather not. If he was to tell her, perhaps she would remember something about the stars being stolen from the sky, even if she'd spent most of her life sheltered in the Grounds. That seemed like the kind of thing that one would remember.

To hear that Sunjata was afraid of, well, anything came as a surprise to Soh, and she tilted her head to one side as her hand stilled on her journal. She supposed that a healthy fear would make sense, given that they were dangerous creatures, but, let's be honest, curiosity had always been more at the forefront for Soh than self-preservation. Sure, but if they look anything like you do, they're probably magnificent, she said without thinking, and promptly turned bright red. I mean - it's a wonderful shift, and I bet real dragons are breathtaking - not that you're breathtaking, just that, you know, dragons - Burning with embarrassment that was no doubt felt through the bond, Soh promptly stopped thinking. It was probably better than continuing to ramble.

I've been waiting for your touch to bring me home