Every word could make or break you, make 'em celebrate or hate you
His offense had what was probably the desired effect, Hester's cheeks heating and her gaze dropping. She knew better. Still though, she didn't feel badly eough to apologize. It took a moment to click, but Hester lit up all over again at the idea of another city. New lands were all well and good, but a whole new city was something else entirely. "Is it bigger than Snowcloak?"
The specific phrasing he uses keeps Hester from poking at the subject of teleportation. An answer not easily given is one not meant to be given, after all. But her head cocks to the side, and she latches onto to something else. "What do you mean your gods?" There is something else sitting on her tongue, but she gives the man a chance to defend himself, to explain.
"My mother would like it if I prayed more, probably, but I leave my offerings and keeps the gods and spirits in my thoughts." The evasive answer is another rattled off all at once, though more because of nerves than anything else. The strangers continuation had her eyes widening, the prospect of some higher purpose appealing to her, even as her confidence immediately dashes the hope down. "What could I do for the gods?"
The specific phrasing he uses keeps Hester from poking at the subject of teleportation. An answer not easily given is one not meant to be given, after all. But her head cocks to the side, and she latches onto to something else. "What do you mean your gods?" There is something else sitting on her tongue, but she gives the man a chance to defend himself, to explain.
"My mother would like it if I prayed more, probably, but I leave my offerings and keeps the gods and spirits in my thoughts." The evasive answer is another rattled off all at once, though more because of nerves than anything else. The strangers continuation had her eyes widening, the prospect of some higher purpose appealing to her, even as her confidence immediately dashes the hope down. "What could I do for the gods?"
Hester
