[Liem keeps one eye on the gigantic mouse still visible through the foliage as he withdraws further in, intending to use the cover of the greenery to sneak out of harm’s way. A clump of grass isn’t much defence if that thing happens to come foraging over here. As he moves, he spares a glance up at their surroundings to make sure they aren’t just about to head into the hungry jaws of a waiting spider or other plant-dwelling bug instead, but for now their hiding place seems safer than being out in the open.]
And yet, you are still with us. That implies some level of accord with your current faction; you would not have remained harmonized for so long if your heart did not gravitate towards the light at least a little, especially if you had lingering attachments to those you left in Zenith. Am I wrong?
[He should know; his heart was all kinds of unhappy during his weeks-long stint as a Zenith convert, and he had wasted little time in settling back into Meridian once the force of his brainwashing had cracked apart under the strain.
Earth-shaking thumps rumble from the mouse’s direction as the creature, evidently finished cleaning its face, continues on its hunt. Though it doesn’t head immediately in their direction, neither does the sound of its foraging entirely recede. Liem would like to be elsewhere before it comes back this way, and he steps out from the other side of the jungle of grass blades to make for an expanse of lush, springy moss instead.]
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[Liem keeps one eye on the gigantic mouse still visible through the foliage as he withdraws further in, intending to use the cover of the greenery to sneak out of harm’s way. A clump of grass isn’t much defence if that thing happens to come foraging over here. As he moves, he spares a glance up at their surroundings to make sure they aren’t just about to head into the hungry jaws of a waiting spider or other plant-dwelling bug instead, but for now their hiding place seems safer than being out in the open.]
And yet, you are still with us. That implies some level of accord with your current faction; you would not have remained harmonized for so long if your heart did not gravitate towards the light at least a little, especially if you had lingering attachments to those you left in Zenith. Am I wrong?
[He should know; his heart was all kinds of unhappy during his weeks-long stint as a Zenith convert, and he had wasted little time in settling back into Meridian once the force of his brainwashing had cracked apart under the strain.
Earth-shaking thumps rumble from the mouse’s direction as the creature, evidently finished cleaning its face, continues on its hunt. Though it doesn’t head immediately in their direction, neither does the sound of its foraging entirely recede. Liem would like to be elsewhere before it comes back this way, and he steps out from the other side of the jungle of grass blades to make for an expanse of lush, springy moss instead.]