( in the sort of without preamble way of someone who has probably been reminded more than once to restart a conversation with the internal context of whatever she's been thinking to prompt it, )
Is it only you, from where you came?
( it's even odds whether she assumes her voice to be distinctive (it is) or has forgotten to keep track of whether or not she's recognizable over the crystals entirely. )
( she hasn't figured out a smooth way to ask him about his name that wouldn't lead to explaining why she knows about his name, there's also that. she's working on it. )
Something Jone and I were talking about, put me in mind if it were different to be alone from a place that distant, or alone from somewhere ordinary.
( ruminatively, ) Though I'm presuming you're glad not to be.
( probably she wouldn't be grateful for the presence of every single person she's known. )
I suppose it would be too much to hope for that something might be willing to endanger themselves simply because it might benefit our studies or the war effort...
[Ha ha what a great joke.]
We might raise a pot for it. Although the average Rifters hardly has many expenses...
The thought corkscrews through a more private silence, weighed against the practical danger of burning one’s sanity at both ends. The amount of progress it could render pointless, very vague promises notwithstanding -- ]
The accursed weaponry the Provost provided for testing recently was popular.
Would you risk death or madness for an enchanted shield?
—Well, I suppose my thought is really that it's a rather subjective question. Perhaps we should discuss it with Mister Stark and suggest it as we might any other dangerous mission. It's hardly as if Riftwatch is a business entirely without risk. Field work is just as likely to do damage
My point is only exactly the same as yours. We're already frequently put in danger. It technically wouldn't be out of turn to ask that someone chance a little more.
I believe it’s worse for those who arrive with others who then depart. The promise and hope genuine connection entails within an existential prison causes harm when it’s torn away.
[ Holden withdrawn in his quarters with a burnt hand and papers curling black in his hearth. Dick pauses in his writing, but only briefly. ]
We all know how unlikely it is that they will return.
( tsenka only knows two rifters; she'd tried holden as well, and got no answer.
tevinter would have been worse, if there'd been someone else there with her. not hope but leverage, in a less existential imprisonment. she grasps the point, regardless. thinks about that empty air over the crystal. )
[Somewhere, Wysteria makes a note in a little booklet. Just as smoothly, evidently untroubled by the effect of dire consequences on morale:]
Then perhaps we might begin with testing exposure to refined lyrium in the way that Templars use it. We have a number of them in Riftwatch—or people who once were Templars—, and might easily conduct a study to see if the effects and addictive qualities of refined lyrium on Rifters are consistent with those felt by a native Thedosian.
That might give us some further basis other than my arm on which to theorize the risk of raw lyrium exposure.
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