Jigano was a little surprised that Morgan hadn't known of Wessex's ability, given how she'd showed it off within the Grounds. "That, her claws, and that... sickness-bubble she has... all make for a nasty combination. And I've seen her copy the powers of an Abandoned before, too," he added with a grimace, remembering how she'd mimicked his Healing when they'd been trying to fix Amalia's broken back after the Temple collapse. "Without biting, that is." He wasn't sure how much Morgan knew about the usual Ascended toolkit, but Wessex broke all the known rules on the base model.
The Captain seemed far more concerned about Amalia, though, and Jigano felt a pang of alarm that perhaps he had said too much. Still... their allies wouldn't appreciate being lied to, even by omission. "It is a recent discovery, not widely known," he demurred. "They were not close before this, and it is not my business to share, so I would request you keep the knowledge to yourself. I can assure you that she is a fervent supporter of the Old Gods and their wishes - and their position against the Voice," he said as diplomatically as possible. "As are many of us within the Hollowed Grounds. But the Naturals there have also grown up alongside Ascended their whole lives, and Outlanders who arrive ignorant of the Voice make friends with mortals before they learn about the gods." He gave a hesitant shrug. "It is a hard position to be in, knowing that your friends were tricked or bribed into following a goddess that has caused such harm." He met Morgan's gaze soberly. "Do not mistake our resolve to stand against the Voice as a desire for genocide. We'll stop the Voice if we can, thwart her whenever and wherever possible, but if there's a way to protect our people while doing so, we will." The world rarely allowed for ideals, of course, but they gave something to aim for.
It was his turn to be surprised at her revelation on Neron, though the short time frame made it somewhat more sensible. Still, he frowned. "Ascended on two thrones? That... may not bode well," he admitted quietly. "There is a certain subtlety at work, here. Not a war of violence but of infiltration. I wonder what that clockwork cozener is planning..."
The Captain seemed far more concerned about Amalia, though, and Jigano felt a pang of alarm that perhaps he had said too much. Still... their allies wouldn't appreciate being lied to, even by omission. "It is a recent discovery, not widely known," he demurred. "They were not close before this, and it is not my business to share, so I would request you keep the knowledge to yourself. I can assure you that she is a fervent supporter of the Old Gods and their wishes - and their position against the Voice," he said as diplomatically as possible. "As are many of us within the Hollowed Grounds. But the Naturals there have also grown up alongside Ascended their whole lives, and Outlanders who arrive ignorant of the Voice make friends with mortals before they learn about the gods." He gave a hesitant shrug. "It is a hard position to be in, knowing that your friends were tricked or bribed into following a goddess that has caused such harm." He met Morgan's gaze soberly. "Do not mistake our resolve to stand against the Voice as a desire for genocide. We'll stop the Voice if we can, thwart her whenever and wherever possible, but if there's a way to protect our people while doing so, we will." The world rarely allowed for ideals, of course, but they gave something to aim for.
It was his turn to be surprised at her revelation on Neron, though the short time frame made it somewhat more sensible. Still, he frowned. "Ascended on two thrones? That... may not bode well," he admitted quietly. "There is a certain subtlety at work, here. Not a war of violence but of infiltration. I wonder what that clockwork cozener is planning..."
