[ He isn't certain at first, how much she'll describe or what. As much as he wants to know, he's aware he hasn't any right to pry. Especially not into wounds that are undoubtedly still fresh, with someone to whom he's a stranger. If she stays silent—he'll respect that. So he doesn't interrupt when she starts telling her story, just lets her say what's on her mind.
What she explains is...not ideal. Somehow, in all of his considerations, it hadn't crossed his mind that they would want their own to walk the Horizon. He'd assumed the connection was meant to feed the source in some way, or to be used as a link. Not for it to be absorbed altogether into another. Even if it doesn't sound as though it worked. Is that it? That even their individual tether is too much magic for those native to this sphere?
A frown draws his brows together. For more reasons than one, Thorne experimenting on a prisoner and one of their people is—not unexpected. In truth. But it doesn't mean he likes it. ] You're all right now?
[ She must be, if she's wandering the Horizon. Physically, at least. He files away the name Oliver. It raises a dozen more questions, ones he's trying to decide which to ask; which can wait. She didn't come here to be interrogated. One aspect, though, stands out more than anything else: ]
You said the queen was there. [ Why would the queen oversee this personally? Where the hell was Ambrose in all this? ] Not the High Mage.
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What she explains is...not ideal. Somehow, in all of his considerations, it hadn't crossed his mind that they would want their own to walk the Horizon. He'd assumed the connection was meant to feed the source in some way, or to be used as a link. Not for it to be absorbed altogether into another. Even if it doesn't sound as though it worked. Is that it? That even their individual tether is too much magic for those native to this sphere?
A frown draws his brows together. For more reasons than one, Thorne experimenting on a prisoner and one of their people is—not unexpected. In truth. But it doesn't mean he likes it. ] You're all right now?
[ She must be, if she's wandering the Horizon. Physically, at least. He files away the name Oliver. It raises a dozen more questions, ones he's trying to decide which to ask; which can wait. She didn't come here to be interrogated. One aspect, though, stands out more than anything else: ]
You said the queen was there. [ Why would the queen oversee this personally? Where the hell was Ambrose in all this? ] Not the High Mage.