To his question, Neria was only silent, watching Kell with wide eyes. It took every scrap of willpower she had left not to speak informally, to reach for him, to do anything that exposed how very much it hurt her to hear him ask that question. Her heart ached, twisted in her chest.
Her inclination was selfish. She wanted to tell him to come back with her, to be part of their Pantheon, to stay by her side so she wouldn't be alone or hurting any longer-- She wanted to beg for it.
Neria's fingers were digging into her wrists again, deep enough to almost draw blood.
Pulled taut as a bowstring, her answer was terribly soft. "No." In this, she could not be selfish. She had to think of him, of Rhy, of his home. Last night, she had told him that she did not blame him for leaving - that even if she loved him, she knew his love for Rhy and his duty to his home had always come first, and so she understood why he had to go. And faced with that choice after Hakkyuu's disappearance, why would he ever want to stay in Asora? How could he ever be happy?
"No, Kell," she whispered. "If... If we fail, then you are your world's best hope of survival and protection." Him and Rhy, the latter of which was unspoken, but Kell would know. He had made the right choice to come home. If he left now and returned to Asora, no doubt he would be forced to ascend in order to fight. She couldn't let that happen to him, not now after he'd finally found some measure of peace.
cw: self-harm-ish
Her inclination was selfish. She wanted to tell him to come back with her, to be part of their Pantheon, to stay by her side so she wouldn't be alone or hurting any longer-- She wanted to beg for it.
Neria's fingers were digging into her wrists again, deep enough to almost draw blood.
Pulled taut as a bowstring, her answer was terribly soft. "No." In this, she could not be selfish. She had to think of him, of Rhy, of his home. Last night, she had told him that she did not blame him for leaving - that even if she loved him, she knew his love for Rhy and his duty to his home had always come first, and so she understood why he had to go. And faced with that choice after Hakkyuu's disappearance, why would he ever want to stay in Asora? How could he ever be happy?
"No, Kell," she whispered. "If... If we fail, then you are your world's best hope of survival and protection." Him and Rhy, the latter of which was unspoken, but Kell would know. He had made the right choice to come home. If he left now and returned to Asora, no doubt he would be forced to ascend in order to fight. She couldn't let that happen to him, not now after he'd finally found some measure of peace.