The word ‘fae’ had his heart leaping again before he could stop it. He clenched his jaw, using the ache to pull his thoughts away. He’d need to examine how he felt about being ‘something else’ later. Maybe after he’d talked to another Attuned and found out a bit more about what he’d been turned into.
Maea answered his questions with the same calm clarity as she’d used to respond to every other. He nodded, one brow arching at finding out she wasn’t native to the forest around them. The other brow joined it when she made the point that the woods and it’s inhabitants had only been accessible for a year. Of course, to a god, three-hundred years probably wasn’t long at all. Hells, to the many of fae he’d left behind it wasn’t necessarily all that great a span of time either. But to the mortals these ‘Old Gods’ had trapped, it would have been generations.
Rance blinked, breathing in through his nose and releasing it through his mouth. Thinking about the change in his own situation felt… massive. World-altering and terrifying. Focusing on someone else’s ground-shaking changes — even for a little while — felt a little easier. He wasn’t at the point were he felt safe relaxing, but he could get out of his own head enough to ask, “So, in a way, this is all strange and new to you, too. At least, it was when that barrier thing fell.” He cocked his head, the gesture taken more from his raven form than the human. “Is that why you were exploring out in the middle of nowhere? Or, well, fuck, what I assume is nowhere since I haven’t seen a gods-damned sign of civilization before you showed up.”
Maea answered his questions with the same calm clarity as she’d used to respond to every other. He nodded, one brow arching at finding out she wasn’t native to the forest around them. The other brow joined it when she made the point that the woods and it’s inhabitants had only been accessible for a year. Of course, to a god, three-hundred years probably wasn’t long at all. Hells, to the many of fae he’d left behind it wasn’t necessarily all that great a span of time either. But to the mortals these ‘Old Gods’ had trapped, it would have been generations.
Rance blinked, breathing in through his nose and releasing it through his mouth. Thinking about the change in his own situation felt… massive. World-altering and terrifying. Focusing on someone else’s ground-shaking changes — even for a little while — felt a little easier. He wasn’t at the point were he felt safe relaxing, but he could get out of his own head enough to ask, “So, in a way, this is all strange and new to you, too. At least, it was when that barrier thing fell.” He cocked his head, the gesture taken more from his raven form than the human. “Is that why you were exploring out in the middle of nowhere? Or, well, fuck, what I assume is nowhere since I haven’t seen a gods-damned sign of civilization before you showed up.”
