[ Istredd and Kyle knew that this was a distinct possibility. They were warned for a reason. He thought perhaps showing up to the coronation would have made a difference, but that was naive. His close connections to the three who left and Ambrose himself meant that he was a target of interest. He really didn't want to worry anyone but that is an impossible hope now.
In truth, his logical mind is keeping him sane, because it reminds him of all the reasons he is not in danger. But there is a part of Istredd that always hated and feared courts, and was recently made into a captive in his own world before coming here. Then there was the Pit, and while this place is no Pit, it's still restrictive. He doesn't love it.
He's worried the moment he sees River because he knows this is hard for her and he can't exactly take her into his arms or give her the comfort he'd really like to. His eyes dart toward the guards so he'll remind himself to be careful in what he says out loud. Luckily they have another form of communication. ]
Kyle is there, resting.
[ Istredd nods toward the other side of the cell where she'll see Kyle who is currently in the Horizon. The guards don't necessarily know what they are doing when they seem to 'take a nap' so they don't do it at the same time and be pragmatic about it. He assumes his friend is visiting with someone at the moment, their only source of freedom. ]
The wards here cut off any magical ability. I can't use any of it.
[ The wards are extremely powerful. There is no one that could be in there and not be hamstrung by it. Istredd may be a strong mage, but he cannot compare to what's in there. He knows; he experimented on them himself, long ago.
A moment later she will see his handwriting appear across her eyes, using the Summoned's network.]
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In truth, his logical mind is keeping him sane, because it reminds him of all the reasons he is not in danger. But there is a part of Istredd that always hated and feared courts, and was recently made into a captive in his own world before coming here. Then there was the Pit, and while this place is no Pit, it's still restrictive. He doesn't love it.
He's worried the moment he sees River because he knows this is hard for her and he can't exactly take her into his arms or give her the comfort he'd really like to. His eyes dart toward the guards so he'll remind himself to be careful in what he says out loud. Luckily they have another form of communication. ]
Kyle is there, resting.
[ Istredd nods toward the other side of the cell where she'll see Kyle who is currently in the Horizon. The guards don't necessarily know what they are doing when they seem to 'take a nap' so they don't do it at the same time and be pragmatic about it. He assumes his friend is visiting with someone at the moment, their only source of freedom. ]
The wards here cut off any magical ability. I can't use any of it.
[ The wards are extremely powerful. There is no one that could be in there and not be hamstrung by it. Istredd may be a strong mage, but he cannot compare to what's in there. He knows; he experimented on them himself, long ago.
A moment later she will see his handwriting appear across her eyes, using the Summoned's network.]
We can talk this way so they can't hear us.