[ She wont admit to anything so soft, so... gentle sounding. But she is interested at least, in this outside world none of them had any knowledge about. She is glad Yesod is not the type to pick at her words to search for some kind of emotional vulnerability.
It is strange. After thousands of years trapped under Ayin's mission, Angela never believed she could stand shoulder to shoulder with everyone and have a simple conversation. Not without carefully barbed words (or not so careful), years of resentment burning beneath...
It's freeing.
The smell that comes from the defeated gnomes is well...]
...it seems we need to put a few things in order.
[ Some of the librarians are retching in the corner. Angela snaps her fingers and the smell disappears, but the mess remains]
...where is Netzach?
[ She knows where he is. But she feels for the sake of conversing properly, she should ask]
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It is strange. After thousands of years trapped under Ayin's mission, Angela never believed she could stand shoulder to shoulder with everyone and have a simple conversation. Not without carefully barbed words (or not so careful), years of resentment burning beneath...
It's freeing.
The smell that comes from the defeated gnomes is well...]
...it seems we need to put a few things in order.
[ Some of the librarians are retching in the corner. Angela snaps her fingers and the smell disappears, but the mess remains]
...where is Netzach?
[ She knows where he is. But she feels for the sake of conversing properly, she should ask]