Jigano took his time while Maea gathered her thoughts, preparing a fresh sheet of paper and sharpening a writing stick so that when she began he was able to take notes in a quick, clean manner. A brow raised at the oddly out-of-place assumption that ‘nothing bad could appear at a shrine’ – there had been many for whom that hadn’t been the case, even in his short tenure on Caido, but he didn’t interrupt and was rewarded with a bit of information that had him frowning, pencil scratching swiftly across the page. Safrin had warned them, yes… a warning given too little, too late, it seemed, and not one Maea had been interested in heeding, nor the others who had dived headlong into the Spire that night. There was, perhaps, a certain irony in that but it was one he didn’t have time to dwell on as she continued.
He nodded at hearing that the entity that had once been an Acquired would not be caged – it made perfect sense, and he suspected there were many even among the non-Ascended who would agree with her. Certainly among the Outlanders! And even if she was deserving of her imprisonment, the lorekeeper could still empathize with her desire to be free.
”Yes,” he murmured distractedly as he wrote. ”Isla told me something similar of her own re-making into an Ascended. Though, without the failure of the process at the end.” He glanced up in concern when she paused, noting her pale color and distress, and his expression softened. ”Take your time,” he said gently. ”As much as you need.” He waited patiently for her to gather her strength and courage again, keeping an eye on her as he underlined or adjusted his notes thoughtfully.
”You couldn’t understand… what would drive someone to become Ascended?” he sought to clarify, frowning slightly as he tried to understand what she was saying, and what the Voice had been trying to convey. "But you are Abandoned, as she once was. Surely that would make it easier for you to Ascend than a ‘spark’less Accepted?”
He nodded at hearing that the entity that had once been an Acquired would not be caged – it made perfect sense, and he suspected there were many even among the non-Ascended who would agree with her. Certainly among the Outlanders! And even if she was deserving of her imprisonment, the lorekeeper could still empathize with her desire to be free.
”Yes,” he murmured distractedly as he wrote. ”Isla told me something similar of her own re-making into an Ascended. Though, without the failure of the process at the end.” He glanced up in concern when she paused, noting her pale color and distress, and his expression softened. ”Take your time,” he said gently. ”As much as you need.” He waited patiently for her to gather her strength and courage again, keeping an eye on her as he underlined or adjusted his notes thoughtfully.
”You couldn’t understand… what would drive someone to become Ascended?” he sought to clarify, frowning slightly as he tried to understand what she was saying, and what the Voice had been trying to convey. "But you are Abandoned, as she once was. Surely that would make it easier for you to Ascend than a ‘spark’less Accepted?”
