FOX
"First time in King's End," Fox says with a small smile, "so it's safe to say I've got no idea where to look. Pretty sure this'll stick with me, though." He nods at the herd, obviously meaning the sight of so many unicorns gathered in one place. As for Morgen's definition of the Ascended, Fox huffs out a laugh that's as self-deprecating as it is disbelieving. "You're probably right, but then I imagine that's what a lot of people said after the first war, too."
How dangerous could the Voice be behind that big old barrier? All of her creations are useless now that they're cut off from her, yadda yadda yadda. But the man says he hasn't seen any Ascended around and Fox has zero reason not to believe it, so he nods gratefully at the response. "My kind?" he adds, before it dawns on him. "Ah, I see. You've probably met more of them than I have. I'm Fox, by the way." He'd reach up to offer a hand to shake if it seemed appropriate.
Alas, it doesn't.
How dangerous could the Voice be behind that big old barrier? All of her creations are useless now that they're cut off from her, yadda yadda yadda. But the man says he hasn't seen any Ascended around and Fox has zero reason not to believe it, so he nods gratefully at the response. "My kind?" he adds, before it dawns on him. "Ah, I see. You've probably met more of them than I have. I'm Fox, by the way." He'd reach up to offer a hand to shake if it seemed appropriate.
Alas, it doesn't.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
