She did not naturally seem to cleave to the ideas Fara was introducing to her. Yes, there had been times where life had felt unreal, but those had been the bad times, and everyone felt like that sometimes, right? The truth was that, physical creature that she was, she had never yearned her way to that massive doubting. Goddesses existed -- and they caused trouble -- and they interfered. It wasn't right, but it was there.
What did bother her was that she knew there to be more to the world than what she saw, and it was that that kept her ears open. It wasn't even a guess, really; there had to be things in the universe that the Powers that Be of Avengaea didn't understand or control, else why would they meddle, and not simply set their toys to play out their pre-determined paths?
It was also clear, blazingly clear that Fara had answers now that she hadn't before. And so every time Fara asked her a leading question, she filed it away as a piece to put together, and every time she had a chance, she pressed back for more answers to her own questions.
'When she had time' at least in part because they had begun to move. The hideout to which Kaitan was leading them was a long ways over rocky dunes on foot, though she did her best when she could to keep them out of open view from the air. Tunada parted ways with them there, following a route that suggested more daemons in concentration among whom he could begun to hunt for the telling package. Beyond that small hideout was an even longer trot, and it was lucky they were where they were -- on the grid map of where teleportation nodes sat in the desert, they were reasonably close to one of the northwesterly ones. But it was still a long, hot walk.
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What did bother her was that she knew there to be more to the world than what she saw, and it was that that kept her ears open. It wasn't even a guess, really; there had to be things in the universe that the Powers that Be of Avengaea didn't understand or control, else why would they meddle, and not simply set their toys to play out their pre-determined paths?
It was also clear, blazingly clear that Fara had answers now that she hadn't before. And so every time Fara asked her a leading question, she filed it away as a piece to put together, and every time she had a chance, she pressed back for more answers to her own questions.
'When she had time' at least in part because they had begun to move. The hideout to which Kaitan was leading them was a long ways over rocky dunes on foot, though she did her best when she could to keep them out of open view from the air. Tunada parted ways with them there, following a route that suggested more daemons in concentration among whom he could begun to hunt for the telling package. Beyond that small hideout was an even longer trot, and it was lucky they were where they were -- on the grid map of where teleportation nodes sat in the desert, they were reasonably close to one of the northwesterly ones. But it was still a long, hot walk.