She's less wordy than her lover. Harder to read in a slightly different way. For a moment he feels judged, and annoyed about it. His mouth forms a thin, hard line as he moves to the display of the Priestess. He barely even half reads the placard this time.
She was the one that protected him, Jack had said. Of course she would interrogate the stranger he's been rooming with.
(who let him get kidnapped, tortured for weeks)
"He never mentioned the exact place," he says, this with a shrug too. The exact place he was pulled from. Not to his memory, anyway.
"He mentioned a hateful god of missing pieces. And killing Satan. Time being rewritten."
These are things he has to dig deep into his memory to recall. They don't talk about it much since that first time. But what Jack told him that night had been a sign, along with the mug, that they were meant to meet. That his god had wanted Kahlil to protect this strange man.
He's annoyed with her so suddenly because he feels guilty.
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She was the one that protected him, Jack had said. Of course she would interrogate the stranger he's been rooming with.
(who let him get kidnapped, tortured for weeks)
"He never mentioned the exact place," he says, this with a shrug too. The exact place he was pulled from. Not to his memory, anyway.
"He mentioned a hateful god of missing pieces. And killing Satan. Time being rewritten."
These are things he has to dig deep into his memory to recall. They don't talk about it much since that first time. But what Jack told him that night had been a sign, along with the mug, that they were meant to meet. That his god had wanted Kahlil to protect this strange man.
He's annoyed with her so suddenly because he feels guilty.