With your big heart, you praise God above, but how's it working out for you, honey?
Hearing Azrael's surprise upon hearing they might be a target of the Old God's ire hurt; how Bastien wished he could wrap them in cotton and keep them safe at home forever, make sure they would always be free from harm. "Yes. By the time your mother and I wanted a child..." He paused. Did Azrael know the birds and the bees? Had he failed to explain that particular aspect of life to them? Hopefully they'd say so. "We had ascended and couldn't have one ourselves. The Voice made you herself from us - a miracle, really, and wonderful, but...some will see it as unnatural."
Which it was, he supposed, but Bastien didn't see anything wrong with that.
As for what else...letting his hand drop from their arm, he took in a heavy sigh and let his shoulders drop. "It seems that we are going towards a war. I wished and dreamed that would not be the case, but it appears that the Old Gods will not rest until the Ascended are truly eliminated - which means we have to resist that. There will be fighting." Neither of them were prepared, really; Bastien wished he could reassure, tell them that they would win, that the Ascended would live past this conflict, but he could not.
Which it was, he supposed, but Bastien didn't see anything wrong with that.
As for what else...letting his hand drop from their arm, he took in a heavy sigh and let his shoulders drop. "It seems that we are going towards a war. I wished and dreamed that would not be the case, but it appears that the Old Gods will not rest until the Ascended are truly eliminated - which means we have to resist that. There will be fighting." Neither of them were prepared, really; Bastien wished he could reassure, tell them that they would win, that the Ascended would live past this conflict, but he could not.
Do you feel loved?
Bastien
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