haunted, yes, but cute
"My father is Mort." Delphia said with ease, great fondness, and with complete disregard to how off putting that might be to those who had a more "normal" view of Death and it's place in the world. But she continued to nod as Loren asked after the oldest of the gods. "The world is named for its creator, Caido." she said, patient enough to answer questions that could have easily been found in any number of books. Surely the Hollowed Grounds had books? What a terrible existence if they did not.
"Ah, I see. So you choose the narrow frame of reference. It is a comfortable lens for most." she said. Though the words themselves might seem chiding, her tone and expression lacked it entirely. She wouldn't and couldn't blame anyone for not believing in the things they saw. A human mind could only understand so much, and some were not nearly as open as others to changes in their perception of reality.
Her head tilted at Loren's question, confused by it. "Does it matter if it can or can't? Do only those things that can feel deserve dignity?" she asked, curious as to his thoughts on the matter. Her gaze dropped to the lump of animated mud as he asked if she were human, and she fell silent for a moment. "Yes, my mother was human. And I do struggle with the same impulses of humanity from time to time. I work very hard though to exist in the world in a way that would make my father proud." she said, glancing back up at him. Briefly she smiled, before it fell from her lips and only remained in her steely eyes. "It isn't a bad thing to be human and to do human things though. It is how you are, and all that Vi and Rae create are perfect as they are." she said, gently coaxing the mud back towards Loren when it reached her.
"Ah, I see. So you choose the narrow frame of reference. It is a comfortable lens for most." she said. Though the words themselves might seem chiding, her tone and expression lacked it entirely. She wouldn't and couldn't blame anyone for not believing in the things they saw. A human mind could only understand so much, and some were not nearly as open as others to changes in their perception of reality.
Her head tilted at Loren's question, confused by it. "Does it matter if it can or can't? Do only those things that can feel deserve dignity?" she asked, curious as to his thoughts on the matter. Her gaze dropped to the lump of animated mud as he asked if she were human, and she fell silent for a moment. "Yes, my mother was human. And I do struggle with the same impulses of humanity from time to time. I work very hard though to exist in the world in a way that would make my father proud." she said, glancing back up at him. Briefly she smiled, before it fell from her lips and only remained in her steely eyes. "It isn't a bad thing to be human and to do human things though. It is how you are, and all that Vi and Rae create are perfect as they are." she said, gently coaxing the mud back towards Loren when it reached her.
