Angry motions kept Kel on edge, though as long as Nate made no more moves to press the distance between them the young hunter maintained his position and his watchful – wary, cautious, fearful – gaze on the other… being. Unlike the Ascended he did have to blink, and each time he felt a moment of tension, worried that the other man would have moved when he opened his eyes again.
”A shrine…? You mean, one of the gods did this to you?” Jiao had mentioned them, briefly. Kel scrambled to try and figure out which one was likeliest to blame for this twisting of the natural order… the mortal one, maybe? If ‘She’ could only be Safrin or the Voice, then it did seem to narrow it down. ”But… even if she won’t fix you, maybe… will one of the other gods?” His advice was given cautiously, and even with his hackles raised against the strange former-man he found himself biting his lip. ”I don’t… sorry. If that’s a stupid idea. I think I saw a god once, at a distance. On the beach, when everyone was looking for a masked spirit but… The gods of my world didn’t usually show themselves to anybody unless they were angry or making a very large point.”
Not subtle, were Kel’s gods, and not personal, either, in the way Jiao had described them here. One did not simply chat with the Ghost Queen or Terregris. No mortal human or Hidden, at least.
”A shrine…? You mean, one of the gods did this to you?” Jiao had mentioned them, briefly. Kel scrambled to try and figure out which one was likeliest to blame for this twisting of the natural order… the mortal one, maybe? If ‘She’ could only be Safrin or the Voice, then it did seem to narrow it down. ”But… even if she won’t fix you, maybe… will one of the other gods?” His advice was given cautiously, and even with his hackles raised against the strange former-man he found himself biting his lip. ”I don’t… sorry. If that’s a stupid idea. I think I saw a god once, at a distance. On the beach, when everyone was looking for a masked spirit but… The gods of my world didn’t usually show themselves to anybody unless they were angry or making a very large point.”
Not subtle, were Kel’s gods, and not personal, either, in the way Jiao had described them here. One did not simply chat with the Ghost Queen or Terregris. No mortal human or Hidden, at least.
