CIAN
the eye
"Three days it is." Cian says with a nod, seeming agreeably enough.
But then the tables are turning, and Cian can't help but be mentally aroused by this change of pace. "Resistance? Of what sort? From what I've heard Dorian and Finn were able to get the two demi-gods in Torchline on board, the one wandering the Greatwood was eager. And Vi's chosen one is obviously on board." The Eye shrugs his shoulders, sensing that perhaps there is more going on here than what is being said. But if Falke is playing his cards close to his chest, so be it. Cian likes a good aggressive poker-player.
"If it's their minds we are concerned with, I should think you might be the better candidate." Hart, for all of her knowledge, had always tended towards physical healing, whereas their Fixer, capable of almost everything, had an aptitude for the mind. "Besides, I would hate to dangle Doctor Hart as a way of somehow convincing them of how...what? Well-rounded we are?" He shrugs. Cian has always found the best people for the job, regardless of race, sex, gender, or differing abilities. He sees no reason to tote around his equality like a bargaining chip. Not so early in the game, anyway.
But then the tables are turning, and Cian can't help but be mentally aroused by this change of pace. "Resistance? Of what sort? From what I've heard Dorian and Finn were able to get the two demi-gods in Torchline on board, the one wandering the Greatwood was eager. And Vi's chosen one is obviously on board." The Eye shrugs his shoulders, sensing that perhaps there is more going on here than what is being said. But if Falke is playing his cards close to his chest, so be it. Cian likes a good aggressive poker-player.
"If it's their minds we are concerned with, I should think you might be the better candidate." Hart, for all of her knowledge, had always tended towards physical healing, whereas their Fixer, capable of almost everything, had an aptitude for the mind. "Besides, I would hate to dangle Doctor Hart as a way of somehow convincing them of how...what? Well-rounded we are?" He shrugs. Cian has always found the best people for the job, regardless of race, sex, gender, or differing abilities. He sees no reason to tote around his equality like a bargaining chip. Not so early in the game, anyway.
