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The faintest of blushes painted his cheeks as he offered Safrin a smile and a nod. Bending down, he pulled back up his pants and retrieved the belt. This was really the first moment that he had fully looked away from his goddess, paying attention to making sure that his pants were properly secured. Seeing as this didn't take too long, he was soon looking back at Safrin, far more suitably dressed this time.
Her words were the truth as shifting really did allowing him to feel like a new man. It was fantastic and freeing, an absolutely incredible experience that he loved every moment of. "It's so incredible and freeing- thank you, Safrin. But, I must ask. Were you the one who granted me each new shift? If not... what causes me to gain a new shift?" Seeing as Safrin apparently didn't hand select his shifts, then did she at least choose when he gained a shift? Even if she didn't, he was still clearly thankful that she had allowed him to have this opportunity. "Have you seen my new shifts? I think the newer two are just beautiful, but of course, not as beautiful as you." Okay, maybe he was using a bit of flattery, but what could he do. She gave him back so much and he had given her so little.
Chewing on his lip, he contemplated for a moment. He hadn't expected her to really ask him for more details, but now? Well, how was he even supposed to explain this? "What if it's more than just an uprising, what if these portals are giving her more power. Like... raw power? Not just power over us, but actual power. She wouldn't need to use an uprising if she can just do whatever she wants... and if she does plan an uprising, then she's most likely opening up these portals to I guess get more reach? Try and find more people to turn into Ascended?" This was all purely hypothetical, but they were still worries he had. The Ascendeds were not bad people, they were misguided. The Voice was manipulating them and they deserved so much better. If only they could be converted back; saved from this doom.
Her words were the truth as shifting really did allowing him to feel like a new man. It was fantastic and freeing, an absolutely incredible experience that he loved every moment of. "It's so incredible and freeing- thank you, Safrin. But, I must ask. Were you the one who granted me each new shift? If not... what causes me to gain a new shift?" Seeing as Safrin apparently didn't hand select his shifts, then did she at least choose when he gained a shift? Even if she didn't, he was still clearly thankful that she had allowed him to have this opportunity. "Have you seen my new shifts? I think the newer two are just beautiful, but of course, not as beautiful as you." Okay, maybe he was using a bit of flattery, but what could he do. She gave him back so much and he had given her so little.
Chewing on his lip, he contemplated for a moment. He hadn't expected her to really ask him for more details, but now? Well, how was he even supposed to explain this? "What if it's more than just an uprising, what if these portals are giving her more power. Like... raw power? Not just power over us, but actual power. She wouldn't need to use an uprising if she can just do whatever she wants... and if she does plan an uprising, then she's most likely opening up these portals to I guess get more reach? Try and find more people to turn into Ascended?" This was all purely hypothetical, but they were still worries he had. The Ascendeds were not bad people, they were misguided. The Voice was manipulating them and they deserved so much better. If only they could be converted back; saved from this doom.
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