[... Hayame does not mean to. She will regret it later, perhaps. But her response to those words... is to snort, the only sound she could abort to before it became a bitter laugh. Not because it is a surprise to her that he had Set's blessing- she had been told of his new status as "priest" to her and Dimitri's "warrior", to that weak woman's "priestess". (At least, she had thought, she could stand proud beside two of the three.) Though she had not known what form it took, different from her own manifestation of Set's deific presence as an aura too vast and too eldritch when unfettered not to leave fear in a mortal mind, she reacts that way because-]
You think Set will fight him for you?
[He had told her he would help her in her revenge, but... with information, with schemes or strategies. What she truly wanted, what she still feels hurt by in a part of herself she considers weak, desperately suppressed for the foolishness of ever having hoped, was-]
You think that he will kill that demon to prevent you from being hurt?
[... Maybe he would if it were his "copy" and not really him? Or... maybe he just would? Liem certainly sounds sure. She knows they have a bond, but the exact nature of it... She was not the prying nor speculating type, and it wasn't as if... Liem certainly had not asked her much of anything about Claude when she had told him what they were, and even when she had talked to him of the heart... His advice had been solid, and his words reassuring, but his demeanor had been somewhat... like he did not find himself the proper person to be speaking to. Were they... ? It likely didn't matter, because even if they were-]
You were not the only one, apparently, who... who I accidentally reached out for, when that demon was cutting open my face and putting that foul eye into me. When he was forcing a bit into my mouth like I was a fucking horse.
[Set had seen it, too. He had come for her, held her, comforted her in Communion once her consciousness returned after her body was dumped back in Springstar... But he wouldn't... She had forced herself to put it from her mind in order to preserve things, to not lose more and more of what she had fought for, but for those two to be mentioned in this exact way-]
Rely on Set all you want, Liem Talbott. I cannot tell you not to, for I have done it, and he has done for me that which I may never be able to repay.
... But you might be a fool if you think he will set aside that demon for you.
["Unless", she almost says, "your 'friendship' is more valuable than mine"... But even to her, a woman who has been known to nurse grudges and feel betrayal sharper than the slice any knife... It is too bitter sounding a thing.]
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You think Set will fight him for you?
[He had told her he would help her in her revenge, but... with information, with schemes or strategies. What she truly wanted, what she still feels hurt by in a part of herself she considers weak, desperately suppressed for the foolishness of ever having hoped, was-]
You think that he will kill that demon to prevent you from being hurt?
[... Maybe he would if it were his "copy" and not really him? Or... maybe he just would? Liem certainly sounds sure. She knows they have a bond, but the exact nature of it... She was not the prying nor speculating type, and it wasn't as if... Liem certainly had not asked her much of anything about Claude when she had told him what they were, and even when she had talked to him of the heart... His advice had been solid, and his words reassuring, but his demeanor had been somewhat... like he did not find himself the proper person to be speaking to. Were they... ? It likely didn't matter, because even if they were-]
You were not the only one, apparently, who... who I accidentally reached out for, when that demon was cutting open my face and putting that foul eye into me. When he was forcing a bit into my mouth like I was a fucking horse.
[Set had seen it, too. He had come for her, held her, comforted her in Communion once her consciousness returned after her body was dumped back in Springstar... But he wouldn't... She had forced herself to put it from her mind in order to preserve things, to not lose more and more of what she had fought for, but for those two to be mentioned in this exact way-]
Rely on Set all you want, Liem Talbott. I cannot tell you not to, for I have done it, and he has done for me that which I may never be able to repay.
... But you might be a fool if you think he will set aside that demon for you.
["Unless", she almost says, "your 'friendship' is more valuable than mine"... But even to her, a woman who has been known to nurse grudges and feel betrayal sharper than the slice any knife... It is too bitter sounding a thing.]