( The questions seems to embitter the edges of her smile once more — enough so that it betrays a smile had been present, to start with.
When her hand finds purchase on Beitang Moran's arm, it does so with confidence and none of the young hesitations of before. As if whatever stirred her to uncertainty has dispelled completely, and her blindness never fed into her doubt. )
They have not asked.
( People, she need not say, so often only care for what they think concerns them. And the purpose of a prophecy reader is not to wage wars, besides. There is no ethical quality to her talent. )
You have not asked me what they will do to you either. ( A pause, her mouth agape as if she seems prone to speak again — but the snake at her side hisses, and she coos towards it instead, settling it down. Hush, now. To Beitang Moran, after, handing over her basket: ) I'm sorry. We're to leave. Our time has ended. I hope next our paths cross, you'll be sharing your wealth with those in need.
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When her hand finds purchase on Beitang Moran's arm, it does so with confidence and none of the young hesitations of before. As if whatever stirred her to uncertainty has dispelled completely, and her blindness never fed into her doubt. )
They have not asked.
( People, she need not say, so often only care for what they think concerns them. And the purpose of a prophecy reader is not to wage wars, besides. There is no ethical quality to her talent. )
You have not asked me what they will do to you either. ( A pause, her mouth agape as if she seems prone to speak again — but the snake at her side hisses, and she coos towards it instead, settling it down. Hush, now. To Beitang Moran, after, handing over her basket: ) I'm sorry. We're to leave. Our time has ended. I hope next our paths cross, you'll be sharing your wealth with those in need.