Bastien
Phoebe's stare would have made Bastien laugh at any other time (with such fabulous expressions, she should really be an actress, he thought) but right now he was too caught up in her request to feel anything other than a dry frustration.
"...You were right. About the church...in of my choice of deity. No one there did anything they didn't want to, but..." He needed to mention that there had always been consent, wanted to make it clear he was not apologising for that for there was no sin. "I have realised I was. Ah." He looked down at his hands and fiddled with his fingers, a bizarrely uncertain action from someone usually so bombastic.
"...Swift, perhaps. In my dedication to Safrin. I have learnt more of the Divine here, been on a mission to do so, paid some prices..." He tapped the moon on the side of his neck, though he still wasn't sure if it was a blessing or a curse. It looked beautiful but seemed to him a mark of possession, a brand.
"And I do not know what these Deities might do. So it was...foolish, to involve others so quickly, as you said." With all of it said, Bastien flopped down in a chair and stared at the ceiling, clearly finding this very difficult.
"...You were right. About the church...in of my choice of deity. No one there did anything they didn't want to, but..." He needed to mention that there had always been consent, wanted to make it clear he was not apologising for that for there was no sin. "I have realised I was. Ah." He looked down at his hands and fiddled with his fingers, a bizarrely uncertain action from someone usually so bombastic.
"...Swift, perhaps. In my dedication to Safrin. I have learnt more of the Divine here, been on a mission to do so, paid some prices..." He tapped the moon on the side of his neck, though he still wasn't sure if it was a blessing or a curse. It looked beautiful but seemed to him a mark of possession, a brand.
"And I do not know what these Deities might do. So it was...foolish, to involve others so quickly, as you said." With all of it said, Bastien flopped down in a chair and stared at the ceiling, clearly finding this very difficult.
