[ In spite of the way something inside her seems to leap up in response to his words of admiration and even praise, her gaze remains turned downwards just as her ears remain folded flat against her head.
She knows full well that she took to being a summoner as well as anyone could, but she still thinks that there are far brighter minds out there than hers. Take Urianger for instance. He practically brims with knowledge, even if he is more cryptic than not. Y'shtola is equally knowledgeable, as is Thancred. And her sister... Well, she is one of the smartest people that she knows. And of course, now she can add the Exarch to that list of bright minds.
Compared to all of them, she is just ordinary, nothing special. She thinks her sister could have been an Archon, if she had the same education as the rest of the Scions. But there is nothing to be done about that; she just believes that she ranks lower than the rest in terms of being knowledgeable.
But at the Exarch's words, she raises her head just a fraction, a question in her eyes. She truly did think he was speaking about her sister and not her, but the way he said that seems to mean something else. But that's impossible... ]
You're talking about Alkaid, aren't you? [ A part of her doesn't want to know, doesn't want to hear him say what she believes he will, but she has to know for sure. ]
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She knows full well that she took to being a summoner as well as anyone could, but she still thinks that there are far brighter minds out there than hers. Take Urianger for instance. He practically brims with knowledge, even if he is more cryptic than not. Y'shtola is equally knowledgeable, as is Thancred. And her sister... Well, she is one of the smartest people that she knows. And of course, now she can add the Exarch to that list of bright minds.
Compared to all of them, she is just ordinary, nothing special. She thinks her sister could have been an Archon, if she had the same education as the rest of the Scions. But there is nothing to be done about that; she just believes that she ranks lower than the rest in terms of being knowledgeable.
But at the Exarch's words, she raises her head just a fraction, a question in her eyes. She truly did think he was speaking about her sister and not her, but the way he said that seems to mean something else. But that's impossible... ]
You're talking about Alkaid, aren't you? [ A part of her doesn't want to know, doesn't want to hear him say what she believes he will, but she has to know for sure. ]