AISHA
Hotaru had asked the right questions, pulling answers from the Demigod that satisfied some of Aisha's considerations. The girl turned her narrowed gaze to Remi as he addressed her inquiry, following his attention down to the paper he drew upon. It was an adequate acknowledgement, and while overall she could not bring herself to fully trust the "peaceful" intentions of the man or the Old Gods at his back, she saw how the proposed defenses could benefit the Greatwood, and wasn't opposed to the idea.
To that point, the ascended were not exempt from distrust, despite having friends among them, she'd seen what they'd done to the Mathair; she knew that clear lines had been drawn and were not being erased.
Morgan's assertion was regarded with a nod of agreement. Anything extending past protection of the Greatwood was not their intent, and that much was clear among them. For that Aisha was grateful, "I'm interested too," she agreed, "I'd like to see the Greatwood safe."
To that point, the ascended were not exempt from distrust, despite having friends among them, she'd seen what they'd done to the Mathair; she knew that clear lines had been drawn and were not being erased.
Morgan's assertion was regarded with a nod of agreement. Anything extending past protection of the Greatwood was not their intent, and that much was clear among them. For that Aisha was grateful, "I'm interested too," she agreed, "I'd like to see the Greatwood safe."
and it's all in the way that you talk
starts with a whisper
starts with a whisper
ends with a shout
