No true control? I think that you had more control than anyone realized. Of course, the light could have done both of us in, but I wanted to help you, and so did Lantaa.
[ Helping people is a very large part of who both of them are, and it is very hard for K'thisru to imagine a scenario in which she and her sister did not want to help someone. And speaking for herself, she cannot imagine a situation in which she would not do everything she could to assist G'raha. Perhaps she would draw the line in aiding him in sacrificing himself again, but aside from that, there is very little that she would not do. ]
You, needing to work more? [ The thought makes her laugh, not at his expense, but with some measure of amusement. ] Our clan is very different, of course, but I see no reason why you should not be considered a very important part of the family. And if anyone at all protested about you being welcome, well, I would be very quick to correct their thinking.
[ He is one of them, and he belongs to their family, and she will not tolerate anyone arguing to the contrary.
But the conversation continues to include discussing the wounds she and Lantaa sustained, and her smile fades just slightly. She worries greatly about her sister, as is to be expected. Perhaps she could worry about herself more, but should something terrible happen to Lantaa, she would not know how to carry on.
She opens her mouth to finally give voice to an honest answer concerning herself and her well-being, but it seems as though the shock of everything that has happened has finally caught up with her, in spite of her efforts to keep it at bay.
Rather than answer, she draws her arms in, circling them around herself as she begins to shiver. It is not cold in the room, but a chill has settled upon her regardless, and try as she might, she cannot will it away. ]
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[ Helping people is a very large part of who both of them are, and it is very hard for K'thisru to imagine a scenario in which she and her sister did not want to help someone. And speaking for herself, she cannot imagine a situation in which she would not do everything she could to assist G'raha. Perhaps she would draw the line in aiding him in sacrificing himself again, but aside from that, there is very little that she would not do. ]
You, needing to work more? [ The thought makes her laugh, not at his expense, but with some measure of amusement. ] Our clan is very different, of course, but I see no reason why you should not be considered a very important part of the family. And if anyone at all protested about you being welcome, well, I would be very quick to correct their thinking.
[ He is one of them, and he belongs to their family, and she will not tolerate anyone arguing to the contrary.
But the conversation continues to include discussing the wounds she and Lantaa sustained, and her smile fades just slightly. She worries greatly about her sister, as is to be expected. Perhaps she could worry about herself more, but should something terrible happen to Lantaa, she would not know how to carry on.
She opens her mouth to finally give voice to an honest answer concerning herself and her well-being, but it seems as though the shock of everything that has happened has finally caught up with her, in spite of her efforts to keep it at bay.
Rather than answer, she draws her arms in, circling them around herself as she begins to shiver. It is not cold in the room, but a chill has settled upon her regardless, and try as she might, she cannot will it away. ]