It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
“That’s fair. And there’s nothing to forgive.” She shakes his words and tone away with a flick of her wrist. “I’m as biased as they are, and we aren’t a vocal minority.” For all that the Queen wanted to drag Abasi to her side, it was nice to have a somewhat calm, somewhat logical discussion about these things. He seems to speak her language in that regard, even if he doesn’t know it. Self-preservation is a terribly strong, driving force, there are few who could probably understand that like Wessex does.
At least he asks about the Voice. She nods and then pauses and tilts to her head to one side in thought. “Probably. She was once a magic user, too, when She was mortal. She may not answer your questions because she likes to be mysterious and knows better than to trust anyone who hasn’t proven their loyalty to her.” Another pause. “She would most likely show herself if an Ascended went with you, but even She’s left my calls unanswered before. I don’t think it’s personal, but who am I to comment on the actions of a Goddess?” she asks with a chuckle.
The mud begins to run up her arm and she has to take a minute to sluice it off. “What are your Gods like? Your world?”
At least he asks about the Voice. She nods and then pauses and tilts to her head to one side in thought. “Probably. She was once a magic user, too, when She was mortal. She may not answer your questions because she likes to be mysterious and knows better than to trust anyone who hasn’t proven their loyalty to her.” Another pause. “She would most likely show herself if an Ascended went with you, but even She’s left my calls unanswered before. I don’t think it’s personal, but who am I to comment on the actions of a Goddess?” she asks with a chuckle.
The mud begins to run up her arm and she has to take a minute to sluice it off. “What are your Gods like? Your world?”
