and indeed, just think: in many ways, body and soul,
i have been more a battlefield —
Oh, it is just like old times, scheming and planning, putting their information together and deciding the best course of action. But she hadn’t realized he had known about Halo already, known about the mountains that loomed just at the ends of their fingertips. And when he questions her, she can almost imagine the tilt of his head, the snickers, the planning and schematics that go beneath the lines of his face toward something akin to how it had once been. And all she can offer is her own, pretensive innocent smile in return.
She remains quiet, listening while he offers the information – knowing deep down she will not keep it a secret from him. Loren, sure. Everyone else, definitely. But him? Never him. She listens further as he explains the group that had endured the library, found a book about portals, had disappeared to learn of a place called The Fangs, and Rexanna wonders if it is a part of Halo, a smile crossing her face at that information.
She knows how excited Kiada would have been, knows how important it had become to her. It was similarly how she felt when she spotted it through the view of the Mathair. “We’re alone, yes?” She asks him quietly, waiting for a response, before she continues on. “The portal is in the Mathair that I think leads there. It leads to a place called Halo.” Perhaps the full official name of the land, not just where it spits out. Or perhaps Halo is where it spits out and the Fangs is the full name. She doesn't know. And she pauses – because even without eyes, her demeanor is still the same. “I, uh, helped open it.” She bites down on her lower lip, waiting to hear how he reacts before she continues.
“Zariah is there, confirmed by the Voice when she patched us up.”
She remains quiet, listening while he offers the information – knowing deep down she will not keep it a secret from him. Loren, sure. Everyone else, definitely. But him? Never him. She listens further as he explains the group that had endured the library, found a book about portals, had disappeared to learn of a place called The Fangs, and Rexanna wonders if it is a part of Halo, a smile crossing her face at that information.
She knows how excited Kiada would have been, knows how important it had become to her. It was similarly how she felt when she spotted it through the view of the Mathair. “We’re alone, yes?” She asks him quietly, waiting for a response, before she continues on. “The portal is in the Mathair that I think leads there. It leads to a place called Halo.” Perhaps the full official name of the land, not just where it spits out. Or perhaps Halo is where it spits out and the Fangs is the full name. She doesn't know. And she pauses – because even without eyes, her demeanor is still the same. “I, uh, helped open it.” She bites down on her lower lip, waiting to hear how he reacts before she continues.
“Zariah is there, confirmed by the Voice when she patched us up.”
— than a human being
REXANNA
