REXANNA
There is kindness that settles within Rexanna, an untamable fire of it. Where it made it difficult for her to be harsh, to not understand and try to put herself into those same situations, to see if she could do any differently. Very few had seen the true wrath that lied beneath the surface of the Penumbra, the darkness to her light. And here in Caido? Only one had. And he was dead now.
So her question, no, her demands are met with agreement. And she nods her head toward him, hearing the breath and angling herself toward it, the back of her hand reaching up to brush against the bandana she wears to hide where sapphire pools once were. “I’m sure she will.” She admits quietly. Words for all of them, more than likely, based off of the destruction. How could she ever hope to repay the Voice for this small gift? This blessing?
It likely wasn’t by constantly needing to be repaired, broken constantly and fixed. A waste of resources.
He asks her if she understands what he was trying to do, and for a moment she’s silent. “You were trying to get information from them, right? To see if they are like us?” She asks with a tilt of her head, waiting briefly before continuing on the trail he leaves. “It was a stupid idea. And we weren’t as prepared as we should have been, especially over LongNight of all times.” She’s not going to sugar coat it. It was stupid, but she had also agreed.
“So before we go running headlong into it, I think we need to talk it out next time. Decide whats worth it and make sure we’re prepared. That being said, what were you hoping to get out of it?”
So her question, no, her demands are met with agreement. And she nods her head toward him, hearing the breath and angling herself toward it, the back of her hand reaching up to brush against the bandana she wears to hide where sapphire pools once were. “I’m sure she will.” She admits quietly. Words for all of them, more than likely, based off of the destruction. How could she ever hope to repay the Voice for this small gift? This blessing?
It likely wasn’t by constantly needing to be repaired, broken constantly and fixed. A waste of resources.
He asks her if she understands what he was trying to do, and for a moment she’s silent. “You were trying to get information from them, right? To see if they are like us?” She asks with a tilt of her head, waiting briefly before continuing on the trail he leaves. “It was a stupid idea. And we weren’t as prepared as we should have been, especially over LongNight of all times.” She’s not going to sugar coat it. It was stupid, but she had also agreed.
“So before we go running headlong into it, I think we need to talk it out next time. Decide whats worth it and make sure we’re prepared. That being said, what were you hoping to get out of it?”
until the lambs
have become
lions
