PHOEBE
Her nose wrinkled and she huffed, glaring down at the boxes. "Even if it isn't their fault and they are just being used by the Voice, that doesn't mean I can trust them either. They are still being used as implements to spread a deadly disease. My job is to keep people healthy and if all of the signs point towards the Ascended being used by the Voice to spread the blight, then I will pursue that until I find something that verifies it false. And frankly, save for one, none of them have come to offer assistance in this effort, so I am not inclined to believe that they are terribly interested in anything except what their goddess wants." she said as calmly as she could muster.She turned a glare on him, growing angry again. "Are you serious? What idiots have you spoken to? Everyone in this place is an idiot, the Medical College has been researching the blight for nearly a whole season!" she snapped. It offended and hurt her deeply. She was the Dean of the Medical College and this was a disease and apparently others were out researching it without collaborating with her or her guild? In her anger, she grabbed an empty vial and suddenly turned, throwing it as hard as she could at the wall, causing it to shatter into a million little shards. "I can guarantee if this was a monster issue people would seek out the Monster Hunters but gods forbid we seek out the Medical College for help with a disease!" she shouted in frustration, hands shaking.
Pim trilled at her, and she glanced at the pink dragon. Slowly, she breathed in through her nose, then back out her mouth, trying to calm herself down. "Then grab something." she grumbled at him.
I can hold the weight of worlds
if that's what you need
be your everything
