"Ah, men fighting over you. I'm only surprised that there were only two of them," he teased, falling back on humor when he was still trying to wrap his head around the soap opera that had been playing out while he'd been blighted. At least it made for a good story, and with Lucas now dead and gone from a different matter that Rex had indicated she had no part in, he could at least enjoy the telling of the tale from a position of more distance.
"It's also the fault of those who agreed to go along with it, though," he said with a wry smile, having seen too much of the effects of those who stood by or agreed to let bad things happen because they were afraid to stand up or speak up. "Or, if you remain the head of this Council, do you intend to shoulder the blame for whatever goes wrong?" he asked shrewdly, remembering one of their earliest conversations. "I thought you and Frey had a chat about that habit of making yourself a martyr?" Or had she rejected the old gods so thoroughly when she chose the voice that she had abandoned even the lessons they had tried to help her with?
Not that Safrin hadn't tried to hammer something similar through his own head, with admittedly mixed results.
"Ah, then he was stern and commanding, and also had a very cute nose," the bard agreed solemnly, mischief twinkling in his eyes. "But even if you did know more about your parents, I doubt you'd be shifting blame," he added, smile softening. "But what about the other world? Helovia? Do you remember your parents from there?" He didn't envy Rex the burden of two sets of memories of lives lived, though at least it had given her a second chance at a family here on Caido, with Hotaru and Deimos and Kiada.
"It's also the fault of those who agreed to go along with it, though," he said with a wry smile, having seen too much of the effects of those who stood by or agreed to let bad things happen because they were afraid to stand up or speak up. "Or, if you remain the head of this Council, do you intend to shoulder the blame for whatever goes wrong?" he asked shrewdly, remembering one of their earliest conversations. "I thought you and Frey had a chat about that habit of making yourself a martyr?" Or had she rejected the old gods so thoroughly when she chose the voice that she had abandoned even the lessons they had tried to help her with?
Not that Safrin hadn't tried to hammer something similar through his own head, with admittedly mixed results.
"Ah, then he was stern and commanding, and also had a very cute nose," the bard agreed solemnly, mischief twinkling in his eyes. "But even if you did know more about your parents, I doubt you'd be shifting blame," he added, smile softening. "But what about the other world? Helovia? Do you remember your parents from there?" He didn't envy Rex the burden of two sets of memories of lives lived, though at least it had given her a second chance at a family here on Caido, with Hotaru and Deimos and Kiada.
