Someone might lay traps if they know you live there, if not just wreck the place outright. It'd be a shame for anything to happen to it after Liem's hard work.
[... Plus he's just kind of nosy, and wouldn't mind seeing it for himself.]
Protecting your body and protecting your Shard go hand-in-hand. Are you really going to count on a friendly face just happening to find and protect your Shard for you in the right place at the right time?
Dying like that is the epitome of cutting off your own nose to spite your face. I'd never forgive myself if something like that happened and I did nothing.
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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[It depends on what they find… and she hopes it is a lot. She hopes she is gone for a week.]
- Why would you need to do that? There is nothing inside to steal.
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[... Plus he's just kind of nosy, and wouldn't mind seeing it for himself.]
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[If it is wrecked or destroyed... She supposes it would be more likely the Alenroux residents themselves to blame.]
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It has been impressed upon me that I care far too much for my body and far too little about that blasted gem.
Let it protect me from death if it is so important.
We can all just live and die and come back like nothing ever happened in a godforsaken loop.
[... okay, even she knows she's letting her anger simmer into dramatics but she also... can't... stop that easily.]
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Dying like that is the epitome of cutting off your own nose to spite your face. I'd never forgive myself if something like that happened and I did nothing.
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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.]