Safrin
"It isn't impossible for them to be." Safrin replies, perhaps a touch vaguely. She knows what Amalia is asking—is it attainable for us? does anyone I know have this sort of love?—but the answers won't give Amalia the comfort she needs, and so Safrin merely continues to stroke the luxurious fur beneath her fingers.
Pulling in a breath, the goddess looks towards the ceiling for a moment. "Stopping a war is...just another way of fighting it, really. You just begin your assault before your opponent even knows that the battle has begun. My guess is that they aim to reduce the ascended threat before it mounts any further...From what I've heard from those in the city, there aren't many resources being put into talking as a means towards peace."
Pulling in a breath, the goddess looks towards the ceiling for a moment. "Stopping a war is...just another way of fighting it, really. You just begin your assault before your opponent even knows that the battle has begun. My guess is that they aim to reduce the ascended threat before it mounts any further...From what I've heard from those in the city, there aren't many resources being put into talking as a means towards peace."
