God, thy will is hard
But you hold every card
Gideon looked at Lena with a raised eyebrow, wondering how she thought it wouldn't need to be used later. "We are getting close to war. We need any advantage we can get...their fluid can help. With things to stop them." He'd have to find somewhere else to store it, but Gideon still felt he should collect any more fluids he came across; any advantage against the Voice's wily tricks was one more they needed.
With Sera's support he stood up off the altar, his legs threatening to buckle for a moment but then his balance finally kicking in. "I feel like I need thirty showers." He grumbled, glancing upstairs, where his quarters were. Were he a less self confident man he'd feel guilty to be staying above the Temple, but as it was, he felt it was the best place to be to redeem himself. "...Eating right now would not end well."
Partially because of the pain, but also because he had, admittedly, been quite drunk when the spirits had attacked; the alcohol on his breath, usually a high priority to hide, had fallen to the wayside. "Help me get upstairs. I'll manage from there. Shut the temple until the morning - they can't see it like this."
With Sera's support he stood up off the altar, his legs threatening to buckle for a moment but then his balance finally kicking in. "I feel like I need thirty showers." He grumbled, glancing upstairs, where his quarters were. Were he a less self confident man he'd feel guilty to be staying above the Temple, but as it was, he felt it was the best place to be to redeem himself. "...Eating right now would not end well."
Partially because of the pain, but also because he had, admittedly, been quite drunk when the spirits had attacked; the alcohol on his breath, usually a high priority to hide, had fallen to the wayside. "Help me get upstairs. I'll manage from there. Shut the temple until the morning - they can't see it like this."
I will drink your cup of poison
Nail me to your cross and break me
GIDEON
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