Wondering if my intentions will soon replace what is in front of me
The clarification Wessex offers doesn't exactly feel like that - what possible threat could rise that would necessitate a spirits aid? - but Osozo only nods, not sure they really want to imagine what she might mean. There hasn't been a chance yet for their worldview to bleaken, for them to mistrust people so easily. "Worst case scenario." They agree, sounding a little distant, a little worried despite themself, despite the hand on their shoulder.
Osozo cocks their head, waiting for Wessex's judgment, for some kind of response. And what comes, the nod, the words, has a grin stretching over their face, only growing wider when she chuckles. "If you want to talk about me, you could simply use my name." They suggest easily, like it should be obvious, like it is obvious to someone who's been living like this for their entire life thus far.
"I am Osozo." They hum, tipping their head back, a brow raising as a vivid blue, not unlike the colours the Voice wears when she comes to the shrines. "And I think I'm made more by the family around me."
Osozo cocks their head, waiting for Wessex's judgment, for some kind of response. And what comes, the nod, the words, has a grin stretching over their face, only growing wider when she chuckles. "If you want to talk about me, you could simply use my name." They suggest easily, like it should be obvious, like it is obvious to someone who's been living like this for their entire life thus far.
"I am Osozo." They hum, tipping their head back, a brow raising as a vivid blue, not unlike the colours the Voice wears when she comes to the shrines. "And I think I'm made more by the family around me."
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