"I did not ask if you wanted me to, I asked why you even thought I would?" Safrin replied, her stare the long-patience of galaxies and dying stars.
As Jigan spoke, another petal dropped from the flower. Safrin took a breath and held it, her eyes fixed on the inward constellation within the bloom she had created, before her cosmic gaze moved back to the raven. "Life leads to death. It is that harmony that keeps this world in check. As for Amalia? She has been a constant presence in the depths of her piety her entire life. Is it truly so surprising to you that she, devoted to this world and what it stands for with a lifetime of tears and bruises and silent nights behinds her, would receive a different reception from me?"
Softly the god shook her head. "Whatever aid Ludo and I lent was in service of keeping you all safe. It was humanity that brought down the barrier regardless of where the tools came from." Safrin said, not accepting the slight shifting of blame the bard was trying to render.
Tilting her head at Jigano's first step towards communion, Safrin narrowed her eyes. "Do you say so of your own will? Or simply as an act against the Voice? This is no false dichotomy Jigano. You are free to navigate this world without your fealty in either camp."
As Jigan spoke, another petal dropped from the flower. Safrin took a breath and held it, her eyes fixed on the inward constellation within the bloom she had created, before her cosmic gaze moved back to the raven. "Life leads to death. It is that harmony that keeps this world in check. As for Amalia? She has been a constant presence in the depths of her piety her entire life. Is it truly so surprising to you that she, devoted to this world and what it stands for with a lifetime of tears and bruises and silent nights behinds her, would receive a different reception from me?"
Softly the god shook her head. "Whatever aid Ludo and I lent was in service of keeping you all safe. It was humanity that brought down the barrier regardless of where the tools came from." Safrin said, not accepting the slight shifting of blame the bard was trying to render.
Tilting her head at Jigano's first step towards communion, Safrin narrowed her eyes. "Do you say so of your own will? Or simply as an act against the Voice? This is no false dichotomy Jigano. You are free to navigate this world without your fealty in either camp."
