LOREN
It wasn’t really Loren’s place to question Mort, Ludo, and Delphia about how they divvied up the labor of escorting souls (not that it would stop him entirely). However, at least he would do his best to ask about the specifics of their work instead of the necessity of it. ”The barrier has been down for a while now, though, hasn’t it? Surely Ludo has done a lot to ferry the dead that were trapped to Mort already?” The Launceleyn frowned. ”How do souls get trapped anyway?” They weren’t tangible things, at least no as the summoner understood them.
Apparently Caido was as much as mystery to the demi-god as it was to the Launceleyn. That was fine by Loren: any more information about the divine realms and the world might completely overwhelm him. Instead, he nodded in acknowledgment, both to her comment about Caido and to the fact that she hadn’t meant to be critical. ”No need to apologize. Talking to the children of gods, especially gods basically none of us have met or heard much about is...well. It’s a lot for the rest of us. Especially when you try to fundamentally reshape our understanding of the world.” It was a little bit of a warning for Delphia that not everyone would be so accepting or understanding of her.
As for him, well, he was fine. ”What treatment bruised me, exactly?” He wasn’t hurt by the Abandoned thing, he was simply aware that the gods held him in low regard. ”The gods are all powerful. I can be aware of the good, and the bad, that they bring to the world, without needing to worship them.” It was an honest question, especially for one who came from a world without deities.
Humans could reason, that much was true. ”I can question my actions, yes. And I’ve determined that I’m not really harming the mud in any meaningful way.” Indeed, his water dog was still chasing the blob of mud here and there—with occasional interventions from Astra as needed—and it seemed none the worse for wear. However, her explanation of how she was embracing her human side didn’t fully satisfy the summoner. ”I thought all the gods loved all their creations?”
Apparently Caido was as much as mystery to the demi-god as it was to the Launceleyn. That was fine by Loren: any more information about the divine realms and the world might completely overwhelm him. Instead, he nodded in acknowledgment, both to her comment about Caido and to the fact that she hadn’t meant to be critical. ”No need to apologize. Talking to the children of gods, especially gods basically none of us have met or heard much about is...well. It’s a lot for the rest of us. Especially when you try to fundamentally reshape our understanding of the world.” It was a little bit of a warning for Delphia that not everyone would be so accepting or understanding of her.
As for him, well, he was fine. ”What treatment bruised me, exactly?” He wasn’t hurt by the Abandoned thing, he was simply aware that the gods held him in low regard. ”The gods are all powerful. I can be aware of the good, and the bad, that they bring to the world, without needing to worship them.” It was an honest question, especially for one who came from a world without deities.
Humans could reason, that much was true. ”I can question my actions, yes. And I’ve determined that I’m not really harming the mud in any meaningful way.” Indeed, his water dog was still chasing the blob of mud here and there—with occasional interventions from Astra as needed—and it seemed none the worse for wear. However, her explanation of how she was embracing her human side didn’t fully satisfy the summoner. ”I thought all the gods loved all their creations?”
look at how a single candle can both
defy and define the darkness
defy and define the darkness
