REXANNA
“But... you still have your magic, don’t you?” She can hear the questioning tone to Samuel when he asks, and her head tilts toward him with a small nod and a smile. “Yes.” A quiet admittance. Before, she would have shown him her magic in some form or another. Here, though? She’s too weak, too tired to go and waste her resources at her fingertips just in case things go very wrong. She doesn’t have the Luxere to summon anymore, no Sparkbirds, nothing other than fire, creation, transmutation, and well… fireworks.
They all seemed inappropriate here anyway.
And so instead, she focuses on Samuel’s worries — which are definitive things, real true reasons to be afraid. And yet? Rexanna believes that the Voice is understanding. “I think that our numbers are so small that she wouldn’t be able to afford to disable us.” She replies quietly, contemplatively. “What reasons would she have? If some of us go off on our own, in the end, it’s still she that made us. We would find our way back regardless for one thing or another.” Shrugging her shoulders lightly. “Even if we were watched or aligned with a different god.” They can’t help them the way the Voice can. As for going back to how they were? She doesn’t know how it would be possible.
They all seemed inappropriate here anyway.
And so instead, she focuses on Samuel’s worries — which are definitive things, real true reasons to be afraid. And yet? Rexanna believes that the Voice is understanding. “I think that our numbers are so small that she wouldn’t be able to afford to disable us.” She replies quietly, contemplatively. “What reasons would she have? If some of us go off on our own, in the end, it’s still she that made us. We would find our way back regardless for one thing or another.” Shrugging her shoulders lightly. “Even if we were watched or aligned with a different god.” They can’t help them the way the Voice can. As for going back to how they were? She doesn’t know how it would be possible.
until the lambs
have become
lions
