You have so much of everything but still you wanted more
Slowly sinking down on her heels next to Flora, the starchild considered her opinion as gravely as she would either of their fathers. The safety of Torchline was by no means unimportant to her, and the only real reason why she wasn't just handing over the distasteful orb then and there... was a sense of duty unfulfilled, she supposed.
"Perhaps right now that is true," she replied with a smile, "but who knows how long this conflict will go on? As far as I know, only two people are even capable of using gravity abilities, and by that logic it does not matter knowing about it because neither Hadama nor myself are strong enough to make it useful immediately." If that upset her at all, it didn't show; Seren's tone remained serene and matter of fact. "It would let me sleep easier to know that we did not overlook anything while we had the chance to explore all options. So... yes, please ask your friends to try. You can even consider it a condition for handing over the orb, if you will."
Digging her hand deep into what might be the ground, or a rift in the air, or simply elsewhere, Seren withdrew the unlucky object. It was as cold as always to handle, and she saw goosebumps travel up her arm - the little grimace that wrinkled her nose was entirely disgusted, if not downright fearful.
"I will not lie, the idea of giving it away is wonderful. But I also worry about the risk you might be putting yourself in, by holding on to it."
"Perhaps right now that is true," she replied with a smile, "but who knows how long this conflict will go on? As far as I know, only two people are even capable of using gravity abilities, and by that logic it does not matter knowing about it because neither Hadama nor myself are strong enough to make it useful immediately." If that upset her at all, it didn't show; Seren's tone remained serene and matter of fact. "It would let me sleep easier to know that we did not overlook anything while we had the chance to explore all options. So... yes, please ask your friends to try. You can even consider it a condition for handing over the orb, if you will."
Digging her hand deep into what might be the ground, or a rift in the air, or simply elsewhere, Seren withdrew the unlucky object. It was as cold as always to handle, and she saw goosebumps travel up her arm - the little grimace that wrinkled her nose was entirely disgusted, if not downright fearful.
"I will not lie, the idea of giving it away is wonderful. But I also worry about the risk you might be putting yourself in, by holding on to it."
Seren
