Hadama accepted Maea's disappointment with an arched brow given their recent conversations in control. He was more amused than anything else, however. Things were going well and the lotus meadow was swiftly meeting its end, and the wind had thankfully been with them, pushing the tainted smoke away from the team--
Well. The natural wind, at least.
Nova's cackling had been something of a background noise since the burning had begun, like the singing of cicadas in summer. Not unexpected, but occasionally loud enough to startle. It wasn't until she screamed that Hadama turned sharply to find the source of her torment. Maea had already begun to make her way over to the other woman, but not before Nova dropped to the sand and began to thrash about. It was a good thing that the Ancient was controlling the fire near at hand, or else Safrin's daughter might have rolled into some of it without realizing.
Hadama moved towards her as well, but he could see nothing outwardly wrong with the girl. Whatever visions had terrified her were within her own mind alone. And therefore his healing could not help. "Finish burning the flowers. I do not know how else to help her," he admitted to his friend, his brow creased with worry and a faint show of his displeasure at being so helpless. He could not simply cure her, but he could at least lift Nova into his arms, holding her gently but firmly so she could not injure herself as she worked through her nightmare.
At least as the pollen count decreased and the lotuses burned their power over her began to fade as well, the hallucination losing cohesion as a crisp, clean twilight breeze blew across the desert sands from the west.
Last round:
Maea has free reign to finish the lotuses however she wishes
Hadama is making sure Nova doesn't hurt herself
Nova is beginning to shake off the brief but potent nightmare!
Well. The natural wind, at least.
Nova's cackling had been something of a background noise since the burning had begun, like the singing of cicadas in summer. Not unexpected, but occasionally loud enough to startle. It wasn't until she screamed that Hadama turned sharply to find the source of her torment. Maea had already begun to make her way over to the other woman, but not before Nova dropped to the sand and began to thrash about. It was a good thing that the Ancient was controlling the fire near at hand, or else Safrin's daughter might have rolled into some of it without realizing.
Hadama moved towards her as well, but he could see nothing outwardly wrong with the girl. Whatever visions had terrified her were within her own mind alone. And therefore his healing could not help. "Finish burning the flowers. I do not know how else to help her," he admitted to his friend, his brow creased with worry and a faint show of his displeasure at being so helpless. He could not simply cure her, but he could at least lift Nova into his arms, holding her gently but firmly so she could not injure herself as she worked through her nightmare.
At least as the pollen count decreased and the lotuses burned their power over her began to fade as well, the hallucination losing cohesion as a crisp, clean twilight breeze blew across the desert sands from the west.
Last round:
Maea has free reign to finish the lotuses however she wishes
Hadama is making sure Nova doesn't hurt herself
Nova is beginning to shake off the brief but potent nightmare!
