[ Her hair is the same shade as G'raha's, which is nice. They're usually kind and wonderful. Like Isa, like Cain. Red is a nice color.
(You like the color red!)
What about us, they rightfully ask. Will we be able to recover the ones we lost? Ayaka puts in.
I can leave you all here with food and water, the goddess replies, and then to Ayaka: Nope. I don't know how to do any of that actually!
(... ... ..
She
doesn't?)
There's a soft, disbelieving laughter coming from beside G'raha, because who else would Siffrin sit with, G'raha and Yoru are his favorites here, they get to be audience more than anyone to his tremble and growing laughter, jagged and mean--
(She doesn't? Know how? She can't? She can't bring you back, can't send you home, can't--
You hate gods. They're as blinding useless as ever.)
A sharp inhale, seething coldly. ]
And here I thought... that the Change God was cruel.
[ That one made fun of Siffrin. But at least it didn't pull out the rug on a deal. ]
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(You like the color red!)
What about us, they rightfully ask. Will we be able to recover the ones we lost? Ayaka puts in.
I can leave you all here with food and water, the goddess replies, and then to Ayaka: Nope. I don't know how to do any of that actually!
(... ... ..
She
doesn't?)
There's a soft, disbelieving laughter coming from beside G'raha, because who else would Siffrin sit with, G'raha and Yoru are his favorites here, they get to be audience more than anyone to his tremble and growing laughter, jagged and mean--
(She doesn't? Know how? She can't? She can't bring you back, can't send you home, can't--
You hate gods. They're as blinding useless as ever.)
A sharp inhale, seething coldly. ]
And here I thought... that the Change God was cruel.
[ That one made fun of Siffrin. But at least it didn't pull out the rug on a deal. ]