the rocks work as hard as the stars, to be what they are
Closing her eyes and nodding solemnly, the Voice offers Sunjata an understanding blue stare. "I know that this is not easy for you." She says softly. "I do not question your love for Nate, nor do I begrudge you your desire to keep him safe at any cost." Even were Sunjata willing to pay that price, the Voice was not willing to offer it.
"A haven for those unable to participate in the war though...that is an idea worth considering. A place of safety for both ascended and everyone else. Perhaps Frey and I might neutralize the area that no magic, shifting, or abilities of any sort can be used within. That way we might guarantee safety." Straightening her shoulders, the Voice fixes the Flood with an unyeilding, but knowing look. "I would support such an effort, but I could not allow Nate to remain within during the war. Too many lives are counting on him." It is worth emphasizing, if only so that they all might be on the same page.
"A haven for those unable to participate in the war though...that is an idea worth considering. A place of safety for both ascended and everyone else. Perhaps Frey and I might neutralize the area that no magic, shifting, or abilities of any sort can be used within. That way we might guarantee safety." Straightening her shoulders, the Voice fixes the Flood with an unyeilding, but knowing look. "I would support such an effort, but I could not allow Nate to remain within during the war. Too many lives are counting on him." It is worth emphasizing, if only so that they all might be on the same page.
