[ In Gray's world, there were spellcasters, and then there were mages. She had been thinking of Akua as a spellcaster, a person who used magecraft merely as a practical tool, but maybe Gray should have been thinking of her as a mage, a person who willingly casts aside their humanity to devote their being to their craft at all costs.
Gray quietly recalibrates. While some of her favorite people are mages, they're a different breed of being that can't be relied upon for things like kindness or selflessness. It's true that Akua seems to feel a little bit of — remorse, maybe? But she did also still call her mass murder "one of the greatest workings in history," so.
Gray at least takes all of this in relative stride, a slightly concerned angling of her brow the only change to her demeanor. She's really met too many awful people in her short lifetime. ]
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Gray quietly recalibrates. While some of her favorite people are mages, they're a different breed of being that can't be relied upon for things like kindness or selflessness. It's true that Akua seems to feel a little bit of — remorse, maybe? But she did also still call her mass murder "one of the greatest workings in history," so.
Gray at least takes all of this in relative stride, a slightly concerned angling of her brow the only change to her demeanor. She's really met too many awful people in her short lifetime. ]
Um, did your "work" happen to involve magic?