That is what everyone else seems to do. Preaching about how we shouldn't crush shards because then everything will escalate, that surely shard-bearers will respect each other's "souls"...
[Akua... that god woman... that dog pants freak...]
I did not say I would not check for traps.
[Just, you know... Do her a favor and blame Zenith if there is one and it gets her.]
All right. Hopefully it's fine and nothing happens, but... better safe than sorry.
[He doesn't think certain people will respect each others' Shards, and he thinks a cavalier attitude to death at all is obscene. But he'd be preaching to the choir if he pressed the point, he feels.]
(But she's also... something. That she had come to him with her disagreements and unlike the rest... He never responded that she was categorically wrong, or stupid... It does not change how she thinks about the issues, or how angry she felt about the compromise she couldn't view as strength like he somehow did, and yet...)]
Then I am off.
[... She will save her worry for the northern woods.]
[She'll feel the warmth of his hand on hers, a gentle, lingering touch to see her off. It seems to fade gradually and not all at once, as if to impress on her that a small part of him will still be with her, even while she's away.]
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[Akua... that god woman... that dog pants freak...]
I did not say I would not check for traps.
[Just, you know... Do her a favor and blame Zenith if there is one and it gets her.]
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[He doesn't think certain people will respect each others' Shards, and he thinks a cavalier attitude to death at all is obscene. But he'd be preaching to the choir if he pressed the point, he feels.]
Good luck on the mission.
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... How did this become her not yelling at him and him wishing her good luck?]
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I'll help hold down the fort, don't worry.
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(But she's also... something. That she had come to him with her disagreements and unlike the rest... He never responded that she was categorically wrong, or stupid... It does not change how she thinks about the issues, or how angry she felt about the compromise she couldn't view as strength like he somehow did, and yet...)]
Then I am off.
[... She will save her worry for the northern woods.]
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[She'll feel the warmth of his hand on hers, a gentle, lingering touch to see her off. It seems to fade gradually and not all at once, as if to impress on her that a small part of him will still be with her, even while she's away.]