REXANNA
“Kind enough to ask you to kill others who were merely defending their home?” He asks her, softly but the implication is anything but. There had been no witnesses, so how would he have known? “What is that supposed to mean, Jigano?” She asks flatly, uncertain. In the end, only Lucas’ body had remained behind, a sorrow for sure, but how did that in any way pinpoint toward the Voice? “Who killed who?” Because she wants to hear him say it, what he somehow knows.
But it makes her thoughts muddy, frustrated that she can’t see even more so. Why had their conversations always turned to this? Pointing fingers? She only nods to him when he mentions his mother was an oracle as well. Waiting, waiting for the comments on the events that transpired beyond the walls of the Temple and Monster Hunter’s Guild.
She can only nod when he mentions he hadn’t seen it, and instead quietly frowns while he pats her arm apologetically. “It’s all a blur. We were in the street, that’s all I know. Everything was dark, even with my ascended sight. And then it was gone.” She tells him, as if he needs a reminder that she’d been impaled and had a few more things to worry about over the location of where they had tried to catch a monster in a quest doomed to fail.
He exhales sharply, and all she can do is listen. He tells her not always, before admitting he’s not totally sure if they’re upgrades or not, and she shakes her head to him. “Technology, not upgrades.” She confirms, head lifting to look away from where Jigano sits. “The cube and the board are technologies. Upgrades are built into us.” A better explanation. “And I’m not sure where the board is. It isn’t mine to give. It’s Bastien’s.” It seems to go without saying that he would need to talk to Bastien in order to see about using it for bait.
She loves her daughter, she does immensely. But that doesn’t mean that she’ll start giving out things that don’t belong to her, to break herself down further than she already is. There has to be another way.
But it makes her thoughts muddy, frustrated that she can’t see even more so. Why had their conversations always turned to this? Pointing fingers? She only nods to him when he mentions his mother was an oracle as well. Waiting, waiting for the comments on the events that transpired beyond the walls of the Temple and Monster Hunter’s Guild.
She can only nod when he mentions he hadn’t seen it, and instead quietly frowns while he pats her arm apologetically. “It’s all a blur. We were in the street, that’s all I know. Everything was dark, even with my ascended sight. And then it was gone.” She tells him, as if he needs a reminder that she’d been impaled and had a few more things to worry about over the location of where they had tried to catch a monster in a quest doomed to fail.
He exhales sharply, and all she can do is listen. He tells her not always, before admitting he’s not totally sure if they’re upgrades or not, and she shakes her head to him. “Technology, not upgrades.” She confirms, head lifting to look away from where Jigano sits. “The cube and the board are technologies. Upgrades are built into us.” A better explanation. “And I’m not sure where the board is. It isn’t mine to give. It’s Bastien’s.” It seems to go without saying that he would need to talk to Bastien in order to see about using it for bait.
She loves her daughter, she does immensely. But that doesn’t mean that she’ll start giving out things that don’t belong to her, to break herself down further than she already is. There has to be another way.
A Light That Never Goes Out.
