She blinks, a bit taken aback, but it melts instantly into a smile. “Thank you…” her words are soft and small, but no less bright for it. It doesn’t matter that they’re in the Horizon, it holds the same weight regardless.
“No, not everything,” she admits with a slight shake of her head. “But it obviously isn’t good. These… omens can only be a warning of what’s to come.” She is uneasy about what it all might mean for their futures in this place.
She listens to his explanation of his dream. “It was a mirror for me. Beautiful, very old, but it was cracked, a spiderweb across the whole thing. Except… it didn’t actually reflect anything.” she had been unnerved by that, even after she was awake again. Something still stirs uneasy in her stomach for it.
She shakes her head a little at that question, “I don’t think so. At least… not so directly. There are some stories… about the old gods. Most of it is quite contradictory, like most tales of old, no one who was actually there when it happened is around anymore. The details get fuzzy. The specifics tailored to whoever is listening,” she’s been studying this stuff for awhile now, it’s nice to finally be able to just divulge it all. Especially when it’s to Kaz. It just feels right, like a puzzle piece she hasn’t realized was missing until it clicked back into place. “But there is a mention in some stories about three figures who herald misfortune and war. They’re never named, and I think Solvunn might have more information somewhere since they are still the most connected to the old gods of this world… but I’d think anything that could cause the dead to walk again is not foretelling anything favorable.”
She knows how he feels about them, but he respects her enough to not argue the point any more. Not like in the very beginning after he had saved her from Heleen. But more than anything, it’s the blatant honesty that pours out of him that hits her the hardest. She isn’t sure Kaz has ever been quite so blunt about how he feels about anything since the night she met him. “I’ll put in a word for you next time anyway.” she retorts back, not as a challenge but rather in acknowledgement of his doubt. She has enough faith for the two of them, it’s fine.
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“No, not everything,” she admits with a slight shake of her head. “But it obviously isn’t good. These… omens can only be a warning of what’s to come.” She is uneasy about what it all might mean for their futures in this place.
She listens to his explanation of his dream. “It was a mirror for me. Beautiful, very old, but it was cracked, a spiderweb across the whole thing. Except… it didn’t actually reflect anything.” she had been unnerved by that, even after she was awake again. Something still stirs uneasy in her stomach for it.
She shakes her head a little at that question, “I don’t think so. At least… not so directly. There are some stories… about the old gods. Most of it is quite contradictory, like most tales of old, no one who was actually there when it happened is around anymore. The details get fuzzy. The specifics tailored to whoever is listening,” she’s been studying this stuff for awhile now, it’s nice to finally be able to just divulge it all. Especially when it’s to Kaz. It just feels right, like a puzzle piece she hasn’t realized was missing until it clicked back into place. “But there is a mention in some stories about three figures who herald misfortune and war. They’re never named, and I think Solvunn might have more information somewhere since they are still the most connected to the old gods of this world… but I’d think anything that could cause the dead to walk again is not foretelling anything favorable.”
She knows how he feels about them, but he respects her enough to not argue the point any more. Not like in the very beginning after he had saved her from Heleen. But more than anything, it’s the blatant honesty that pours out of him that hits her the hardest. She isn’t sure Kaz has ever been quite so blunt about how he feels about anything since the night she met him. “I’ll put in a word for you next time anyway.” she retorts back, not as a challenge but rather in acknowledgement of his doubt. She has enough faith for the two of them, it’s fine.