"Unfortunately, my need for rest rarely aligns with my body's intent. If I could sleep when I should, I certainly would." She shakes her head a little, both at his recommendation, and at his apology.
"I think you snapped at the ground a little more than me. I've heard much worse.
"I think you snapped at the ground a little more than me. I've heard much worse.
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Her thoughts grow a little foggier as time passes. "And... I suppose I've never minded a little snap, if it's well-placed, for good reason. I'm no Celestial, certainly, I have moments I deserve it, even if I argue."
He heard the name whispered, then his jaw shut with an audible click.
The guard comes back up a little, but not [against] him. She's not unaware of her failings; she doubts she can broach the matter she thinks he's stumbled into tactfully.
So, she sticks with the most bare-bones question that comes to mind.
"No, she was at the academy that I studied at. An Elf. She always had a braid. I teased her that it was too short. She was studying to be a mage, ah, working under the theory that illusion magic could be
He whispered the last word, seeing her so clearly in his eyes.
It did. But not on me. When the wreckage cleared, I found her lifeless body on the floor of the academy study room."
It had been long enough that he could speak the words without