She heard the implication. Neria's expression did not change, but her hands were tight around each other, clenched until her knuckles were nearly bleached with effort.
"Its purpose," she reflected gently, "was to take me to safety. It is mine to command and it did as I wished and bid it. I did not provide a destination." To delve further into such questions threatened to open up a door she had kept closed for her safety - for Kell's - if only so she could cope with her trial alone. Her heart had so often been an open book, upended for much of the world to see. She carried her passion and carried her love on her sleeves. For one who had gone so long without someone else to call her own, to have no family or close friends, to never be able to utter the word... Was it any wonder that she wanted that intimacy and closeness, that she wanted to share the emotion she had harbored for so long?
But in the race for godhood, her love was a violent thing, cruel. Better creatures could love the people she cared for. Instead, all she had was poison.
Did her love draw her here to the one person she felt safest with? Why did it not bring her to Hakkyuu?
(Kell's home had a doorway, already opened once. It was, perhaps, the easiest route to take.)
"I do not think it drew me here to him specifically. After all, at any time, Kell could have ordered me to leave. He could have seen me killed." She spoke with a frankness she had already told herself the night before. "I would not have faulted him for it. I understand your need to protect your home from outside threats."
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"Its purpose," she reflected gently, "was to take me to safety. It is mine to command and it did as I wished and bid it. I did not provide a destination." To delve further into such questions threatened to open up a door she had kept closed for her safety - for Kell's - if only so she could cope with her trial alone. Her heart had so often been an open book, upended for much of the world to see. She carried her passion and carried her love on her sleeves. For one who had gone so long without someone else to call her own, to have no family or close friends, to never be able to utter the word... Was it any wonder that she wanted that intimacy and closeness, that she wanted to share the emotion she had harbored for so long?
But in the race for godhood, her love was a violent thing, cruel. Better creatures could love the people she cared for. Instead, all she had was poison.
Did her love draw her here to the one person she felt safest with? Why did it not bring her to Hakkyuu?
(Kell's home had a doorway, already opened once. It was, perhaps, the easiest route to take.)
"I do not think it drew me here to him specifically. After all, at any time, Kell could have ordered me to leave. He could have seen me killed." She spoke with a frankness she had already told herself the night before. "I would not have faulted him for it. I understand your need to protect your home from outside threats."