[A man of corrupted nature. A reservoir of daemon's blight.
Aera stands stock still for some time, her expression impassive. Where there had been anger and anxiety there is now stillness... and when she stirs again there is a small, clear smile on her lips, her voice gentle but firm.]
No. You are wrong.
[Rather than a statement of disbelief it is a statement of belief. It's not that she doubts Somnus's words; it's that she is unable to even conceive of a world in which he would be telling the truth. That would be like believing the sky is green.
Once more Aera folds her hands in her usual way, an aura of tranquility about her. But though it is small and subtle, there is an edge to it, to her strange peacefulness, her subdued smile, the way she keeps her back so straight. With that same dreamy look, she steps closer to Somnus, looking up at him - and now there is something else in her eyes and her soft voice and her smile, something that has never been there before in all of her life.]
If I but could, I would take the name of Lucis Caelum from you. You are unworthy of it. Do you not agree, Kinslayer?
[However taxing her life might have been at times, whatever difficulties she and their people might have faced, Aera has never hated someone before. What kind of trick of fate is it that the first person to earn that feeling would be someone who would have become her family, once upon a time?]
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Aera stands stock still for some time, her expression impassive. Where there had been anger and anxiety there is now stillness... and when she stirs again there is a small, clear smile on her lips, her voice gentle but firm.]
No. You are wrong.
[Rather than a statement of disbelief it is a statement of belief. It's not that she doubts Somnus's words; it's that she is unable to even conceive of a world in which he would be telling the truth. That would be like believing the sky is green.
Once more Aera folds her hands in her usual way, an aura of tranquility about her. But though it is small and subtle, there is an edge to it, to her strange peacefulness, her subdued smile, the way she keeps her back so straight. With that same dreamy look, she steps closer to Somnus, looking up at him - and now there is something else in her eyes and her soft voice and her smile, something that has never been there before in all of her life.]
If I but could, I would take the name of Lucis Caelum from you. You are unworthy of it. Do you not agree, Kinslayer?
[However taxing her life might have been at times, whatever difficulties she and their people might have faced, Aera has never hated someone before. What kind of trick of fate is it that the first person to earn that feeling would be someone who would have become her family, once upon a time?]