what's a queen without her king?
You're about to reply until that damn qualification. That promptly shuts your lips from where they'd opened, and you find yourself very much wanting to drown in your tea, or slouch down in your chair. This probably all washes across your face, you not being who tries particularly hard to hide your emotions around Falke.
"Well..." You say more stiffly than you mean to. "...given my parent's research, I know more about the Outlanders than any other member of the Order. So..while we all have our different areas of expertise, I think I'm the most qualified in that regard." You swallow, very much hating this exercise of trying to justify yourself, even if it's just to Falke. You understand the point of this of course, but still you hate it.
"And...I suppose I don't have as many attachments, or tendencies to form them. I know that my interest in Outlanders might be seen as a liability but if anything that might make me more cautious around them"
"Well..." You say more stiffly than you mean to. "...given my parent's research, I know more about the Outlanders than any other member of the Order. So..while we all have our different areas of expertise, I think I'm the most qualified in that regard." You swallow, very much hating this exercise of trying to justify yourself, even if it's just to Falke. You understand the point of this of course, but still you hate it.
"And...I suppose I don't have as many attachments, or tendencies to form them. I know that my interest in Outlanders might be seen as a liability but if anything that might make me more cautious around them"
historically speaking, more powerful
