Gideon
the priest
Give your heart and soul to charity
'Cause the rest of you
'Cause the rest of you
"That's a question for the Gods, whom I am only a servant for." Gideon said easily, shrugging his shoulders; admittedly, this was somewhat of a stock answer he went to when he was backed into a corner he couldn't get out of. He meant death for the Ascended and usually, would have no issues admitting that - but clearly Amalia didn't like it, and with her being as beloved by the Gods as she was, he tried to censor his opinions.
It seemed he was not the only one who didn't like the suddenly mounting tension. He smiled at her apology and nodded. "No harm done. These are, after all, important topics. It's good to be passionate." Amalia didn't look back up at him but he continued on anyway, listening to her speak and hoping he had not cast away a Demi-God from the Order: he would definitely hear about it from Cian if that was the case.
"..Family?" He asked, the surprise clear in his tone. "You have a family member that has fallen to the Voice? How sad, that someone like you, could be related to someone like that."
It seemed he was not the only one who didn't like the suddenly mounting tension. He smiled at her apology and nodded. "No harm done. These are, after all, important topics. It's good to be passionate." Amalia didn't look back up at him but he continued on anyway, listening to her speak and hoping he had not cast away a Demi-God from the Order: he would definitely hear about it from Cian if that was the case.
"..Family?" He asked, the surprise clear in his tone. "You have a family member that has fallen to the Voice? How sad, that someone like you, could be related to someone like that."
The best of you, Honey, belongs to me
