[ Nebula responds, temper quick. Petulant at the idea of someone not believing her on declaration - because Nebula does not lie. Has no real sense of it. Not that Wanda knows, not that she said it so directly. ]
[ ... And perhaps it is for that reason she pauses, brows pinching together as she frowns an expression unlike her constant brusqueness and irritation - confusion, apologetic maybe. It's hard to say. And she huffs out a sound as she looks away for a brief second. ]
I do not know why this place would summon me of all people. I do not know what role it is I'm supposed to have, but I am not the person I once was. Any blade I have is used to guard, nothing else.
[ The sharp, too serious way she says lingers. She means it, as Nebula means for all things. Sure, her temper is quick still, but that - violence for the sake of it is something she's grown past. ]
[ At least Wanda turns her attention away from the awkwardness of that comment - at least in her book - and she casts a furtive look between wren and woman. ]
no subject
[ Nebula responds, temper quick. Petulant at the idea of someone not believing her on declaration - because Nebula does not lie. Has no real sense of it. Not that Wanda knows, not that she said it so directly. ]
[ ... And perhaps it is for that reason she pauses, brows pinching together as she frowns an expression unlike her constant brusqueness and irritation - confusion, apologetic maybe. It's hard to say. And she huffs out a sound as she looks away for a brief second. ]
I do not know why this place would summon me of all people. I do not know what role it is I'm supposed to have, but I am not the person I once was. Any blade I have is used to guard, nothing else.
[ The sharp, too serious way she says lingers. She means it, as Nebula means for all things. Sure, her temper is quick still, but that - violence for the sake of it is something she's grown past. ]
[ At least Wanda turns her attention away from the awkwardness of that comment - at least in her book - and she casts a furtive look between wren and woman. ]
You call creating life "scratching the surface".