[ Ones they weren't even sure how were formed is—something to think about. He frowns. It's not as though the monoliths were active on his world until lately; even then, it isn't a swinging door. It needs more. A surge of power. Perhaps the ones on her sphere have laid dormant for all this time, except for...what. The collision and splintering of their land masses? Would that have brought the demons that now linger there?
He leans his head back and stretches out his legs. Part of wants to believe it holds no relevance here. That would make it simpler. But things are never so. ] I wish I could leave it back there.
[ Still, she's right. He can't sort it all out in this moment. Nor does he wish to throw any further earth-shattering revelations at her. Especially not ones he isn't even certain of, as to how true they may be. She's been through enough. Instead, he turns the little lantern where she's captured a small storm cloud. ]
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He leans his head back and stretches out his legs. Part of wants to believe it holds no relevance here. That would make it simpler. But things are never so. ] I wish I could leave it back there.
[ Still, she's right. He can't sort it all out in this moment. Nor does he wish to throw any further earth-shattering revelations at her. Especially not ones he isn't even certain of, as to how true they may be. She's been through enough. Instead, he turns the little lantern where she's captured a small storm cloud. ]
Tell me about this. You made it?