Sah
Sah leaned back against a tree, giving himself some form of grounding. One hand came up and rubbed his temples, "I'm not explaining any of this properly. Give me a second." He'd let his stress and emotions get the better of him, a careless amateurish mistake. It was rather embarrassing in all honestly.
"I'm not insinuating that he stays gone forever. Just.. here me out. Noah seems to have an issue with the Ascended as a hole. He described them as 'willing to dominate and destroy' and he meant that collectively. I'm worried that he'll let that hatred of an entire race cloud his judgment." That was a brief way to put it and possibly hypocritical but Sah didn't want to spend the next hour trying to make a single point.
"I know we plan to take back Halo peacefully and I've been thinking about how. We've said that it needs to come from the people so it will. I was considering arguing for your return alongside other Attuned besides Noah. The argument would be that lack of protection we currently have. Noah would have to stay away because flat out hatred for Ascended will only get in the way of this part." Sah took a deep breath, trying to choose his words carefully so that Deimos would hopefully see his train of thought. '
"Once Halo is properly protected and things settle down, we call a vote. To have Halo choose collectively where we stand in teh coming war. For the New, the Old, or for neutrality. In the time it takes for things to fall into place, I'm hoping we can further strengthen Halo's connection to the Old. That way when it comes time to choose, they choose the Old. Then, and only then, should Noah come back."It had holes in it for sure but this was the best plan that Sah had managed to come up with on his own. It was also far more rational then that humiliating outburst just now.
As for the rest, Sah eyed their surroundings tiredly. "I know they're the ones here. I wish it wasn't the case, but I know." He glanced at Deimos, "I only think that Noah should stay away from the parts that involve interacting with any and all Ascended." Sah ran a hand through his hair a bit sheepishly, "I also should probably not try to have conversations when I've been awake for almost 10 days. Sorry for well...that." He gestured his hand metaphorically towards his outburst.
"I'm not insinuating that he stays gone forever. Just.. here me out. Noah seems to have an issue with the Ascended as a hole. He described them as 'willing to dominate and destroy' and he meant that collectively. I'm worried that he'll let that hatred of an entire race cloud his judgment." That was a brief way to put it and possibly hypocritical but Sah didn't want to spend the next hour trying to make a single point.
"I know we plan to take back Halo peacefully and I've been thinking about how. We've said that it needs to come from the people so it will. I was considering arguing for your return alongside other Attuned besides Noah. The argument would be that lack of protection we currently have. Noah would have to stay away because flat out hatred for Ascended will only get in the way of this part." Sah took a deep breath, trying to choose his words carefully so that Deimos would hopefully see his train of thought. '
"Once Halo is properly protected and things settle down, we call a vote. To have Halo choose collectively where we stand in teh coming war. For the New, the Old, or for neutrality. In the time it takes for things to fall into place, I'm hoping we can further strengthen Halo's connection to the Old. That way when it comes time to choose, they choose the Old. Then, and only then, should Noah come back."It had holes in it for sure but this was the best plan that Sah had managed to come up with on his own. It was also far more rational then that humiliating outburst just now.
As for the rest, Sah eyed their surroundings tiredly. "I know they're the ones here. I wish it wasn't the case, but I know." He glanced at Deimos, "I only think that Noah should stay away from the parts that involve interacting with any and all Ascended." Sah ran a hand through his hair a bit sheepishly, "I also should probably not try to have conversations when I've been awake for almost 10 days. Sorry for well...that." He gestured his hand metaphorically towards his outburst.
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
