[ There is no joy in watching Fandaniel's pain. Never has been. But neither is it particularly easy to dig fingers back into the soil settled over his own hurt, the loss of his own body, however temporary, the souls burnt to aught by dynamis by that infernal song, the friends who'd sacrificed to ensure the ceaseless walk of their warbanner could continue to the very edge of their universe. All because of this one man.
One ear tips, flopping to an angle. The rest of him, hands and eyes, busies itself with that list. Anything to not drift back into those moments. He reads the same word again four times before he finally mumbles a response. ]
You'll hear no disagreement from me there.
[ And at that name, the buzzing midge swarm of his attention consolidates back on Fandaniel. ]
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One ear tips, flopping to an angle. The rest of him, hands and eyes, busies itself with that list. Anything to not drift back into those moments. He reads the same word again four times before he finally mumbles a response. ]
You'll hear no disagreement from me there.
[ And at that name, the buzzing midge swarm of his attention consolidates back on Fandaniel. ]
Aye. And her sisters and their nest.