[SE] If I hit the bottom will I break?

melita

and she recklessly plays with matches

With all the wiles and lies spread, unbeknownst to her, Melita could only take anything Iskra said at face value, brow still arched at the statement. “Oh. No. Not yet anyway.” Tapping on her chin, she contemplated some figures and fixtures Ludo might direct her towards, but so far the impending victims had been widespread and not one individual in particular. She nearly thought Remi, because of his prior connections to the raggedy herald, but then again, the demigod certainly had enough friends, family, and Ronin to keep him from ever feeling lonely.

Handwaving that away, she shrugged her shoulders. “Doesn’t really fit with the whole chaos of it all. But I could be wrong. Maybe it just hasn’t happened yet.” And she wasn’t going to be one to predict Ludo’s thought pattern – she barely withstood hers half the time.

Munching along and finishing up her chips, she brushed her hands together, trying to decipher Iskra’s intentions, of which were probably wildly off the mark. “Are you thinking of aligning with it?”