Lena
Lena wouldn’t be amidst the people who encouraged experimenting with near-death notions. Instead, she was the one who exercised caution, compassion, and thought, not leaping into semblances of impulses based on whims. “I wouldn’t advise doing any of that on your own,” she nudged, with a small smile. “Maybe everyone’s experiences are different.” She could imagine some components being much of the same, but time differentials altering from person to person, Ancient to Ancient. But she didn’t know enough on the subject at all – so she shrugged her shoulders, altering her attention to the creature instead.
The Caretaker had no weapons, and no intention of using any. Instead, she frowned, mouth creasing into a firm line. "From what I've heard, touching any of the void creatures could result in side effects.” Her eyes followed its movements – tracking, pondering over possibilities. "There are some who want to run experiments on them,” hadn’t Maea’s letters and interest informed such a need? “We could always scare it away too.” Possibly; though by the way it was watching them, she wasn’t certain of that.
The Caretaker had no weapons, and no intention of using any. Instead, she frowned, mouth creasing into a firm line. "From what I've heard, touching any of the void creatures could result in side effects.” Her eyes followed its movements – tracking, pondering over possibilities. "There are some who want to run experiments on them,” hadn’t Maea’s letters and interest informed such a need? “We could always scare it away too.” Possibly; though by the way it was watching them, she wasn’t certain of that.
little more like coming home
