[ He thinks he can sense a touch of resentment there - or perhaps just distaste - for the lack of gods or goddesses in these other worlds. He's not sure what can be said about it, though. It isn't as if he has the power to call the goddess into being. Still... the conversation is going elsewhere.
Without asking, he settles onto the ground, legs drawn up as he regards Set.]
I suppose I can try that. Even if a part of me still longs to find a way that will not end in so much sorrow. You're right, though. At a certain point... it is better to not show mercy. To simply cut your way through and end it as quickly as you can.
[ His eyes settle on the little sunbeam that Set toys with. ]
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[ He thinks he can sense a touch of resentment there - or perhaps just distaste - for the lack of gods or goddesses in these other worlds. He's not sure what can be said about it, though. It isn't as if he has the power to call the goddess into being. Still... the conversation is going elsewhere.
Without asking, he settles onto the ground, legs drawn up as he regards Set.]
I suppose I can try that. Even if a part of me still longs to find a way that will not end in so much sorrow. You're right, though. At a certain point... it is better to not show mercy. To simply cut your way through and end it as quickly as you can.
[ His eyes settle on the little sunbeam that Set toys with. ]
...do you have fond memories of home?