"Be careful," Jesper hisses, looking around at the attention they're getting. "This place isn't exactly Fjerda, but they don't love magic the way Thorne does." And while anyone who is a Grisha knows magic isn't the right word for it, and Grisha hate that anyone uses that word, it is in essence what it would appear to for everyone else. That's why Jesper never bothers correcting it. It looks like magic. That's what they'll see.
He does let her pull him though. She doesn't seem dangerous, just pissed off, and so he's wary but not aggressive about it. His reference to Fjerda confirms he is absolutely from her world, but he is still looking at her with no recognition, eyebrows furrowing. "I don't know who you are, but if you're talking about the ice prison, the only Grisha there were trying to kill me, and they were puppets for the Fjerdans." He's guessing from the memory thing, he's only been in one prison, so he's trying to put it all together.
"Though, it wasn't entirely their fault, I'll admit, but you couldn't really reason with them." If the question is does he feel guilty for killing them, absolutely, he does. It was life or death and he chose life, but he knew neither of them chose to be experimented on.
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He does let her pull him though. She doesn't seem dangerous, just pissed off, and so he's wary but not aggressive about it. His reference to Fjerda confirms he is absolutely from her world, but he is still looking at her with no recognition, eyebrows furrowing. "I don't know who you are, but if you're talking about the ice prison, the only Grisha there were trying to kill me, and they were puppets for the Fjerdans." He's guessing from the memory thing, he's only been in one prison, so he's trying to put it all together.
"Though, it wasn't entirely their fault, I'll admit, but you couldn't really reason with them." If the question is does he feel guilty for killing them, absolutely, he does. It was life or death and he chose life, but he knew neither of them chose to be experimented on.