[She hates that she knows, just knows from the bleed of thoughts and hearts in the mass of the ritual room, that she is closer to the Oracle than him. She can sense the truth in the statement, even as her one remaining eye continues to scan the chaotic mix of people in the ritual chamber looking for the "speaker". She sense him. Closer... closer...
But the answer is one she technically doesn't consider a secret or something truly worth squabbling over.]
There has been no change.
[She says it like there, are you satisfied? And before the sentence can even fully settle in the "air"-]
no subject
But the answer is one she technically doesn't consider a secret or something truly worth squabbling over.]
There has been no change.
[She says it like there, are you satisfied? And before the sentence can even fully settle in the "air"-]
Must you be so loud?