[She wished that the demon who had taken her eye had scarred her entire face. At least then... she would never forget there wasn't anything there anymore. Her eyebrow still rises, her eyelashes still flutter, her eyelids still squint. There is simply... nothing but dark emptiness behind them.
But he wants to know how she is... adjusting. He calls the incident in Alenroux... a small blip.
And that makes her lips purse, her remaining gaze pull from the arrowhead to find Kaeya, instead. A small blip...]
Liem Talbott died.
[... She had nearly died, as well. But she would rather keep that shame between herself, the priest of Abadar, and the one who she'd needed to heal her so she didn't just expire on the way to the sacred tree, Liem's shard and the monster's tucked into against her breast.]
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But he wants to know how she is... adjusting. He calls the incident in Alenroux... a small blip.
And that makes her lips purse, her remaining gaze pull from the arrowhead to find Kaeya, instead. A small blip...]
Liem Talbott died.
[... She had nearly died, as well. But she would rather keep that shame between herself, the priest of Abadar, and the one who she'd needed to heal her so she didn't just expire on the way to the sacred tree, Liem's shard and the monster's tucked into against her breast.]