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The Exarch took me in when I was a girl. [She isn't reluctant to share this, exactly, not with someone who knows the man so well. It's just...] When the time came, I thought it best to defend the place I call home. Same as most of the rest of the Guard.
[In some ways, it's a home she helped build with her own hands, and one she thought she'd like as not die defending with them, too.]
I could ask you the same questions.
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If you asked him, I suppose he might say... we played a game, and I won.
[something close to a smile plays about aster's lips when he says that, but he closes his eyes as if to hold fast to the memory, and doesn't elaborate.]
As for my work, I just happened to fall into it. And, admittedly, I believe in helping others when I can.
figuring post-71 dungeon is okay
As much skill as she has for making her voice fill a room with its orders, so too can she clip it to only the space between the two of them - though it's no less firm. She won't be overheard unless someone jostles by close enough to touch.]
You just fell into the sort of thing that happened at Holminster Switch?
[But she isn't really looking for a direct answer there either. Her orders are to keep it quiet. Her next words are at normal strength.]
Well, we appreciate every working set of hands. The ones that want to help tend to get more done, and faster.
ofc!
Hauling crates one day and slaying sin eaters the next.
[aster shrugs, feeling a quiet twinge of guilt — he doesn't play this game as well as the exarch does, and he doesn't exactly like the feeling that he's lying to lyna. he can't possibly tell her about the first and the source, though, and he can't explain what primals are in only a handful of words. best to just go along with the exarch's story that he's a conveniently battle-ready friend and leave it at that.
his gaze floated away, towards the city, but now they light on lyna again.]
Is there anything you need? [he shrugs.] My hands are idle, as you've noticed.
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[For some that may have been a more difficult guess, but Lyna always knows what’s needed at her post, and almost always in the stations around. Might be harder to work out whether she meant the humor in those words specifically.]
I’m here to ferry medical supplies to Fort Jobb. They’ve run low in the wake of helping the villagers fleeing Holminster. Unless you have more pressing business...they could use your attitude as much as your hands.