Both of them turn to towards you. The woman tilts her head a touch, as though interested but unsurprised, but does not answer immediately.
The man's voice is heavy as stone. Like stone, it is hard, but not in a way that is unkind—simply in a way that does not compromise itself for anything as irrelevant as social niceties.
"It's Kiri expending a whole lot of miraculous energy at once, evidently."
Up close, you can see that the woman's skin is olive-toned, but with a strange sort of sheen to it at certain angles, like starlight or like the way light refracts through morning new. She has an alto voice, with a tone seemingly set to "no-nonsense" by default.
"If she weren't Wounded already, she certainly is now."
"That's a start. Because, you see all these?" He makes a broad gesture to the clearing around you.
There aren't just aconite and lotus growing here, actually. Here and there, you can see little clumps of white flowers: snowdrops—the upturned, six-petaled variety that some call Star of Bethlehem. Nearby, a wild rose briar has begun to grow up around a fallen log. (Were those roses there the last time you looked?)
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The man's voice is heavy as stone. Like stone, it is hard, but not in a way that is unkind—simply in a way that does not compromise itself for anything as irrelevant as social niceties.
"...Another one."
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[ His tone is casual and he tucks his hands behind his head. ]
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Up close, you can see that the woman's skin is olive-toned, but with a strange sort of sheen to it at certain angles, like starlight or like the way light refracts through morning new. She has an alto voice, with a tone seemingly set to "no-nonsense" by default.
"If she weren't Wounded already, she certainly is now."
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"That's a start. Because, you see all these?" He makes a broad gesture to the clearing around you.
There aren't just aconite and lotus growing here, actually. Here and there, you can see little clumps of white flowers: snowdrops—the upturned, six-petaled variety that some call Star of Bethlehem. Nearby, a wild rose briar has begun to grow up around a fallen log. (Were those roses there the last time you looked?)
"That's too much Destiny for one soul."
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Harlowe crosses his thickly muscled arms over his chest.
"You brought them here. You and the rest, to be accurate."
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