[And even now, he can't quite stop asking goddamn questions-]
Manna and aether are not then one in the same, one has replaced the other?
[That's.... troubling, that's like saying his very soul has been altered.]
... I ought be angry with you. I ought be livid. [He can't keep shunting it off to the side, it has to be addressed. It's a fact that's been galling him now and he's not going to keep getting distracted.] I am, for all it might matter to state it as fact.
But confronted so, it feels less as if I'm speaking with a known man, but presented with but the mask of one, the puppeteer behind the facade too unknown to be hated.
[ It's fine, he at least asks the right questions, which is an important thing for Emet-Selch. ]
Yes, in this world manna has been substituted as a source of power. Though our souls remain the same as ever, it seems that we've no choice but to use—and produce—manna.
[ as for the rest he's not really bothered. Solus zos Galvus was an awful person, that was intentional. ]
Oh, I'm certain I'll find a way to solve that for you if you spend enough time around me. [ He is, after all, still an Ascian. Still meant to be hated by all those who serve Hydaelyn. ] You may hold on to that anger as long as you like.
[ Not that X'rhun needs his permission??? But he's got it now, I guess. ]
[No he did not need his permission to hate him. But it was hard to maintain outrage towards a man who's face he didn't recognize, who's deeds he'd felt and witnessed but never seen him carry out himself. Solus had already been an old man by the time the duelist first picked up his rapier, he'd never so much as even heard his voice before now.
There were so many degrees of separation to work through, far easier to hate what was essentially just a concept than it was the man himself, in this sense. ... It didn't help that Emet wasn't doing anything particularly hateful right now either, quite the opposite in fact. Nothing he said was really stoking the fire of rage, in spite of the casual reassurance that the other man would most definitely find a way to piss him off.]
...If I may posit, it isn't a problem that needs to be solved. I'd vastly prefer not be angry at all. ... Though I'm aware of naivety of asking an Ascian to not be intentionally antagonistic.
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Manna and aether are not then one in the same, one has replaced the other?
[That's.... troubling, that's like saying his very soul has been altered.]
... I ought be angry with you. I ought be livid. [He can't keep shunting it off to the side, it has to be addressed. It's a fact that's been galling him now and he's not going to keep getting distracted.] I am, for all it might matter to state it as fact.
But confronted so, it feels less as if I'm speaking with a known man, but presented with but the mask of one, the puppeteer behind the facade too unknown to be hated.
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Yes, in this world manna has been substituted as a source of power. Though our souls remain the same as ever, it seems that we've no choice but to use—and produce—manna.
[ as for the rest he's not really bothered. Solus zos Galvus was an awful person, that was intentional. ]
Oh, I'm certain I'll find a way to solve that for you if you spend enough time around me. [ He is, after all, still an Ascian. Still meant to be hated by all those who serve Hydaelyn. ] You may hold on to that anger as long as you like.
[ Not that X'rhun needs his permission??? But he's got it now, I guess. ]
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There were so many degrees of separation to work through, far easier to hate what was essentially just a concept than it was the man himself, in this sense. ... It didn't help that Emet wasn't doing anything particularly hateful right now either, quite the opposite in fact. Nothing he said was really stoking the fire of rage, in spite of the casual reassurance that the other man would most definitely find a way to piss him off.]
...If I may posit, it isn't a problem that needs to be solved. I'd vastly prefer not be angry at all. ... Though I'm aware of naivety of asking an Ascian to not be intentionally antagonistic.
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[ yes like that hand holding before! That was extremely antagonistic you know. ]