[open] she sells sea shells

"I never said they didn't matter." Honestly, they may as well not matter though, with the deed already done, the priestess already in Caido. Nothing would change that. "I don't think you should abhor her either though." The hypothetical proposed to them has Osozo pause in thought, though they are possibly the worst person to pose it to. They haven't been in the world long enough to forge any lasting connections, anything beyond the closeness of obligation. "I suppose... I might feel lost, but I would recover. And they would never know the difference!" Perhaps that is the more soothing part, than anything else. The news that they are not the only one to have chosen their name sparks a sense of quiet kinship in Osozo, their hands coming together in a short, quiet clap of excitement. osozo Electrifying mine chambers wholly scorching out thine sovereignty