[ He supplies the word almost automatically, his gaze narrowing as he stands up again, a silent how on his lips. This is the second time in as many days now that someone or something in Horizon has spoken a name they shouldn't have known.
His kneejerk response is defensive, confused, embarrassed for somehow not knowing what she can do. Few people like having their thoughts touched, and he's no exception - though as disconcerting as it is, he supposes she could've continued to hide it...
He pauses again, but it doesn't take long for him to wrestle his indecision when it seems she already has some level of access to his thoughts. Better not to try to lie. ]
It's a bone, taken from a god. A sacred relic. Nowhere near the size of the Singularity, but a piece of an incredibly powerful, living being.
[ Once living. The femur bone had to be taken from a dead Rifter, then carved into the black blade. He continues to eye her, wary again. ]
no subject
[ He supplies the word almost automatically, his gaze narrowing as he stands up again, a silent how on his lips. This is the second time in as many days now that someone or something in Horizon has spoken a name they shouldn't have known.
His kneejerk response is defensive, confused, embarrassed for somehow not knowing what she can do. Few people like having their thoughts touched, and he's no exception - though as disconcerting as it is, he supposes she could've continued to hide it...
He pauses again, but it doesn't take long for him to wrestle his indecision when it seems she already has some level of access to his thoughts. Better not to try to lie. ]
It's a bone, taken from a god. A sacred relic. Nowhere near the size of the Singularity, but a piece of an incredibly powerful, living being.
[ Once living. The femur bone had to be taken from a dead Rifter, then carved into the black blade. He continues to eye her, wary again. ]
How much of my mind can you see?