[ It's true that this isn't just them. A lot of people were taken, Summoned and native a lot, and put through this hell for what still seems like very little point to Steve. What was it all for? That's what he'd like to get an answer for, but he somehow doubts there's a good one, or one that he'd ever accept.
If these cultists wanted to experiment with connecting to the old gods, they could have done that without abducting a bunch of people and involving them against their will. Especially when the process was enough to take some people's lives.
With a grunt, he adds the next body to the pile. Four high now, he's pretty sure that it's enough to plug the hole, along with guessing that they couldn't add another without the entire thing collapsing.
Gideon's question is pointed, a little too close for comfort in a lot of ways, and Steve takes another moment before he turns toward her, wiping his hands off on each other and then his (hopelessly soiled) pants. ]
Yeah. It's, umm... well, it's been a long time since I had the luxury to imagine a life like that, I guess. Back home there was always another fight. [ And he'd always taken it on as his duty, to the point that he's not sure what he'd do without it. The possibility that his future self gets that sort of happy ending is still whirling around in his head, and it unsettles him more than anything else. Like something about it isn't right.
There's a pause before he reaches out to clap Gideon on the shoulder. ] But hey, you're young. And I don't know how things are for you back home, but... don't give up on it. If it's something you think you might want.
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If these cultists wanted to experiment with connecting to the old gods, they could have done that without abducting a bunch of people and involving them against their will. Especially when the process was enough to take some people's lives.
With a grunt, he adds the next body to the pile. Four high now, he's pretty sure that it's enough to plug the hole, along with guessing that they couldn't add another without the entire thing collapsing.
Gideon's question is pointed, a little too close for comfort in a lot of ways, and Steve takes another moment before he turns toward her, wiping his hands off on each other and then his (hopelessly soiled) pants. ]
Yeah. It's, umm... well, it's been a long time since I had the luxury to imagine a life like that, I guess. Back home there was always another fight. [ And he'd always taken it on as his duty, to the point that he's not sure what he'd do without it. The possibility that his future self gets that sort of happy ending is still whirling around in his head, and it unsettles him more than anything else. Like something about it isn't right.
There's a pause before he reaches out to clap Gideon on the shoulder. ] But hey, you're young. And I don't know how things are for you back home, but... don't give up on it. If it's something you think you might want.