how we are built

GIDEON

Be careful my darling
Be careful of what it takes

Gideon laughed and shrugged. "I don't know. You're getting out of my area of expertise. We have doctors and researchers in Stormbreak; I might put the question to them. If all else fails, we ask the Gods." He was sure Falke might be able to pick something up though, or any of the many other capable medical staff in the city.

His eyes went up to the animal ears that appeared on Deimos' head and he raised an eyebrow with a smirk. He'd never really worked out how he felt about the Attuned, especially those that came from being Abandoned. In some ways, Gideon supposed it was the closest to redemption they could get, but it wasn't enough for Stormbreak and no Abandoned, animal features or no, would ever be enough for the Gods.

"I see. So...in any conflicts that arise, you will side with the Gods? Even though you began as Abandoned?" He asked, almost too casually for the question. "There will be call for any soldiers we can have when the time comes to end the Ascended."

What I've seen so far
The good ones always seems to break