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Sighing, Amun stepped back to lean against the tunnel wall. "Why worry about things we can't control?" Although the words might've come across flippantly, he was speaking without a hint of playfulness or teasing for once. Pressing his lips together, he gave Maea an almost but not quite apologetic look.
"What reason? As far as I'm concerned, neither the old gods or the new have really give us a satisfactory answer about what happened all those years ago. And I'm pretty sure we're never going to get the full, unbiased account." He spread his arms a bit helplessly. "And if they go to war, no one says we have to fight in it." Tone soft, he stared at her, hoping this wouldn't drive a wedge between them.
"What reason? As far as I'm concerned, neither the old gods or the new have really give us a satisfactory answer about what happened all those years ago. And I'm pretty sure we're never going to get the full, unbiased account." He spread his arms a bit helplessly. "And if they go to war, no one says we have to fight in it." Tone soft, he stared at her, hoping this wouldn't drive a wedge between them.
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