The scowl resurfaced at the lack of answer; at not knowing who or what had decreed something that would affect them all so irreversibly. He glared at the flower as if holding it personally responsible for the mysterious announcer's lack of courtesy in providing introductions or explanations.
The Old Gods he knew something about, having grown up on the texts and stories and prayers, whether or not he'd been particularly devout until recently. But the New... he listened keenly to what the General said. His scowl deepened at the disrespect offered to Halo's General, and the flies nearest to him burned a deepening maroon.
the question turned back on him unexpectedly and he had to pause, unable to answer right away as he mentally scrambled to piece together thoughts in a coherent sequence. "Uh... Just general stuff, I guess? That she made the Ascended. An' the Old Gods trapped her in the Hollowed Grounds for some centuries to cool her off. An' there were some big sicknesses recently that were her fault." He shrugged uncomfortably. "Not really a fan of the whole blood-drinkin' angle she went with, either."
The Old Gods he knew something about, having grown up on the texts and stories and prayers, whether or not he'd been particularly devout until recently. But the New... he listened keenly to what the General said. His scowl deepened at the disrespect offered to Halo's General, and the flies nearest to him burned a deepening maroon.
the question turned back on him unexpectedly and he had to pause, unable to answer right away as he mentally scrambled to piece together thoughts in a coherent sequence. "Uh... Just general stuff, I guess? That she made the Ascended. An' the Old Gods trapped her in the Hollowed Grounds for some centuries to cool her off. An' there were some big sicknesses recently that were her fault." He shrugged uncomfortably. "Not really a fan of the whole blood-drinkin' angle she went with, either."
