[ She feels out the shape of his guilt and love... It's an utterly foreign texture to her. Family, and all the dissonance and strife that can come with ones unconditional love for them. It's like turning over a puzzle without any real sense of how one might solve it, interesting but ultimately baffling.
She is still distracted by it when he asks her about her own life. In a way, she doesn't want to answer. She had been enjoying simply peering into the edges of his panorama, she doesn't want to spoil it with her own, but... She also sees it relevant to be forthright. ]
(The burned world is a hard, unhappy, place. It was ravaged by the Godking's magic and what was left behind was suffering and death.)
[ Crisp but detailed, she does not want to lie but neither does she particularly wish to show him those terrible things the way she has with others. ]
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She is still distracted by it when he asks her about her own life. In a way, she doesn't want to answer. She had been enjoying simply peering into the edges of his panorama, she doesn't want to spoil it with her own, but... She also sees it relevant to be forthright. ]
( The burned world is a hard, unhappy, place. It was ravaged by the Godking's magic and what was left behind was suffering and death. )
[ Crisp but detailed, she does not want to lie but neither does she particularly wish to show him those terrible things the way she has with others. ]