[There's a note of honest curiosity as she asks, used to hearing the word 'lord' in a very different context, but she's quite familiar with her own Creators and what they ask of their people-- or she thought she had been. She's also had time to become accustomed to what followers of the Andrastian Maker believe, and while the Chant of Light seemed to ask similar things of its own followers, it was not often that she saw them put into practice as she does now with Jeanne.]
Thank you, but it's-- [She glances downwards, to where her arm had been before her return from the Crossroads, and she feels a sharp pang in her stomach when for the first time in years, the glow of the Anchor is nowhere to be found, not to mention the hand that bore it.] It's been bandaged and cared for. It's recent, but-- it will heal.
[As much as it could, though the loss would be a very difficult one to overcome.]
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[There's a note of honest curiosity as she asks, used to hearing the word 'lord' in a very different context, but she's quite familiar with her own Creators and what they ask of their people-- or she thought she had been. She's also had time to become accustomed to what followers of the Andrastian Maker believe, and while the Chant of Light seemed to ask similar things of its own followers, it was not often that she saw them put into practice as she does now with Jeanne.]
Thank you, but it's-- [She glances downwards, to where her arm had been before her return from the Crossroads, and she feels a sharp pang in her stomach when for the first time in years, the glow of the Anchor is nowhere to be found, not to mention the hand that bore it.] It's been bandaged and cared for. It's recent, but-- it will heal.
[As much as it could, though the loss would be a very difficult one to overcome.]