"What a shame she's fucked in the head," they said.
Maeve nods slowly in confirmation before she's pushing up from her spot in front of the shrine, carefully moving to sit beside her, but not daring to touch her without permission. She's warm and cool at her side, like the stars that shine on Seren's beach, seeming to bathe her in a gentle light that's invisible to the naked eye. It's easy to find herself at ease by the herald's side.
"I know. He is told me what you did. How kind you were to try and help keep Nate safe. Except then he went to the Voice and he left Sunjata all alone." Her shoulders slump to remember how broken the Flood had been. How concerned she was for his wellbeing and for Kamaria. "I know I can't sway him from Nate and I wouldn't dare try. I'm just worried about him. I think you're right too. I feel like the Voice might use Nate's new position and the hold he has on Sunjata. Torchline could shift favor from the Old Gods." All of this Safrin probably knows and as much as Maeve doesn't have a personal vendetta against the Ascended, she doesn't wish to lose the war, fearing what that would mean for her and the others she cared about so dearly. Locke, Seren, Ronin... So many people could be lost.
The words sit heavy on her tongue, bottom lip caught between her teeth as she considers them, knowing it could change so much. "I think them remaining in the position they're in would be dangerous. I know he cares about Torchline, but he's so caught up in everything else and Nate."
"I know. He is told me what you did. How kind you were to try and help keep Nate safe. Except then he went to the Voice and he left Sunjata all alone." Her shoulders slump to remember how broken the Flood had been. How concerned she was for his wellbeing and for Kamaria. "I know I can't sway him from Nate and I wouldn't dare try. I'm just worried about him. I think you're right too. I feel like the Voice might use Nate's new position and the hold he has on Sunjata. Torchline could shift favor from the Old Gods." All of this Safrin probably knows and as much as Maeve doesn't have a personal vendetta against the Ascended, she doesn't wish to lose the war, fearing what that would mean for her and the others she cared about so dearly. Locke, Seren, Ronin... So many people could be lost.
The words sit heavy on her tongue, bottom lip caught between her teeth as she considers them, knowing it could change so much. "I think them remaining in the position they're in would be dangerous. I know he cares about Torchline, but he's so caught up in everything else and Nate."
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