Maea focused on the bard's voice as she again began the work of shifting rock and rubble, her hands unoccupied yet mind blissfully busy with will and word, with no room left for stray thoughts. She aided Jigano by his section this time, as Sam seemed to be nearly done with his, but made sure to take break every now and then so as not to overexert herself in using her gift.
"Do you think the gods will really allow it? Fighting the demon, bringing down the barrier... Even if Ludo helps, I wonder whether the others might try to interfere."
She was somewhat taken aback by how far they had come in such short time, how much they had discovered and deduced even with the help of Naturals. Yet, even as she felt the flicker of hope, the potential for progress in all this, the girl worried about those would go off to fight. Everything that had a potential had been tried before, after all. Tried and failed... why should this time be any different?
"You're not going too, are you?" she asked, and looked up at Jigano, and at Sam. Eyes red from tears, full of worry; she didn't think she could stand to lose anyone else, no matter how brief time she had known them.
"Do you think the gods will really allow it? Fighting the demon, bringing down the barrier... Even if Ludo helps, I wonder whether the others might try to interfere."
She was somewhat taken aback by how far they had come in such short time, how much they had discovered and deduced even with the help of Naturals. Yet, even as she felt the flicker of hope, the potential for progress in all this, the girl worried about those would go off to fight. Everything that had a potential had been tried before, after all. Tried and failed... why should this time be any different?
"You're not going too, are you?" she asked, and looked up at Jigano, and at Sam. Eyes red from tears, full of worry; she didn't think she could stand to lose anyone else, no matter how brief time she had known them.
