Her face fell as he spoke, and she stared down at her shot glass as she processed it. The idea of incurring a god’s wrath frightened her, and it also frightened her that the gods of this world didn’t sound like they minded taking out bystanders. It was clear enough that her mental image of prideful but kindly gods did not match reality. ”I’m sorry that happened.” This time, she sounded sincere. Something about the food and the thought of the god’s wrath managed to invoke the sympathy that usually eluded her. It wasn’t that she was without a heart, but she was almost never around people outside of her own family, and then it was more empathy than sympathy. She hardly ever had to deal with people she didn’t know perfectly well. Now, she would not see family again - it was all strangers from here on out.
For a moment she thought he was about to confirm her fears, that all existed was snow and ice. An audible sigh of relief escaped her when he said there were other regions. ”Oh, good… I’ve never seen a snowless land. I just wanted more adventure than I was ever going to get back home… A want that could very well get me killed, but at least I’ll go out happy, eh?” She gave a wistful little smile. The anxiety about the possibility was real, but excitement and anxiety felt so similar anyways.
Tala
there's a world that was meant for us to see
