[Despite Quetz’s decidedly emotive and admittedly tender-hearted personality, Liem is still a little taken aback to see that, when he confirms that it really is Set’s shard nestled inside this cocoon — tears well up in her eyes and she begins to cry. Had she been holding back those tears back all the time that she’d been waiting here, or had she been crying here, alone, before she’d fallen asleep next to the cocoon of this dissipated person that she’d hoped was Set?
But she doesn’t acknowledge it, so he pretends that he hasn’t noticed anything at all.]
I haven’t seen him in closer to a week, [he admits.
How often has Set been the one to seek him out with some bit of news, some question, some aggressive offer of aid? The only time recently that he’d sought Set out intentionally was at the end of the Mnemosyno Sending, when he’d gone to see the god preside over that final ritual of passing and had instead found him in the grip of something far more strange and upsetting.]
It was when I was still with Zenith. He has seemed a little strange of late, but still… I do not know how he could have ended up here.
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But she doesn’t acknowledge it, so he pretends that he hasn’t noticed anything at all.]
I haven’t seen him in closer to a week, [he admits.
How often has Set been the one to seek him out with some bit of news, some question, some aggressive offer of aid? The only time recently that he’d sought Set out intentionally was at the end of the Mnemosyno Sending, when he’d gone to see the god preside over that final ritual of passing and had instead found him in the grip of something far more strange and upsetting.]
It was when I was still with Zenith. He has seemed a little strange of late, but still… I do not know how he could have ended up here.