PHOEBE
Phoebe shook her head at his questioning. "I disagree. If they are as traditional as they seem, the advantages of other races wouldn't be something they would seek out." Abandoned were abandoned after all. Attuned...well while shifts were great she somehow doubted that shifts alone could help over come the Ascended's inherent superiority. Right or wrong, she suspected that would be the case.
As far as Branbast though...she shrugged. "Sear cats are cryptic. It could mean any number of things. My best guess would be something about where he is from, or something else very personal to him." she said. She could try to get more out of the talking cat but...it would probably just lead to a series of riddles culminating in calling humans stupid. Branbast was still a cat after all and cats were assholes. She did smile a bit as mentioned trying to care more. That was a step in the right direction for him, she thought, and it warmed her heart to hear it. It meant he was healing, slowly but surely.
Phoebe nodded slowly, putting a plan together even as they stood there. "Keep pretending not to care at least to their faces until we find out more about them. I'll try and keep their attention by being obnoxious and nosy, so you and Ronin can speak with Delphia and others without their notice hopefully." she said, crossing her arms. "I have a feeling if they suspect we are doing our own digging they will cover their tracks."
Then... out of the corner of her eye, Phoebe noticed a Hel in her garden a few feet away, rooting around and nibbling at her fruiting plants. "Hey! Get out of there!" she snapped. Without thinking, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her Portal Guardian Stone. With all her might she chucked it at the bird to hopefully scare it off.
As far as Branbast though...she shrugged. "Sear cats are cryptic. It could mean any number of things. My best guess would be something about where he is from, or something else very personal to him." she said. She could try to get more out of the talking cat but...it would probably just lead to a series of riddles culminating in calling humans stupid. Branbast was still a cat after all and cats were assholes. She did smile a bit as mentioned trying to care more. That was a step in the right direction for him, she thought, and it warmed her heart to hear it. It meant he was healing, slowly but surely.
Phoebe nodded slowly, putting a plan together even as they stood there. "Keep pretending not to care at least to their faces until we find out more about them. I'll try and keep their attention by being obnoxious and nosy, so you and Ronin can speak with Delphia and others without their notice hopefully." she said, crossing her arms. "I have a feeling if they suspect we are doing our own digging they will cover their tracks."
Then... out of the corner of her eye, Phoebe noticed a Hel in her garden a few feet away, rooting around and nibbling at her fruiting plants. "Hey! Get out of there!" she snapped. Without thinking, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her Portal Guardian Stone. With all her might she chucked it at the bird to hopefully scare it off.
Pretty brown eyes and a mind full of thoughts
