Things Better Left Unsaid

Morgan

I will not be told where to stand
I will not be told what to say

There were many, many moving parts to this story. Confusing times, names; it was clear that not everyone knew what had happened when and to who, not everyone knew everything they thought they did...it was all quite exhausting and Morgan found as she listened to Loren speak that while she was glad to finally hear him admit he'd made a mistake (that was one thing she was sure of), it was becoming harder to be as clearly mad as she had been before.

"The lilies are still surely connected to the Old Gods, though. And we've already seen they don't help the Ascended, neither does the water from the spring." Surely it was logical to conclude that anything further down that path would not aid those despised by the Old Gods.

She raised an eyebrow to hear she'd 'throw him under the wagon'. "You have not been punished, Loren. I intervened when I felt there were lives at stake if we did not act quickly." As far as Morgan was concerned, she had acted entirely fairly, and Loren asking that she come to him in the future, when she had not known about this issue until the worst moment...it certainly irked her, but she gritted her teeth.

Loren was admittedly a good healer and she couldn't afford to alienate people willing to work with her, not with the uncertainty surrounding the world at the moment. "...Very well. We will continue from this point then, and you retain your position. I..." She sighed, letting go of some of the tension in her shoulders. "I am proud that you did finally take it to the Voice. It is a great relief to see people cured for good, if they took it."

Not by you
Not by anyone tonight