She peers at him over her mug as she took a sip, her mind replaying pieces of that particular trip back in time. “I’ve heard word that Arthur helped, or was the one, who built the clock.” Now if they could only make it work again. “Wish he was here to talk to about it.” Maybe Tuesday could find a way to reach out to him?
Snorting with a shake of her head, “I don’t want help from those who would put a price on it. Or from those who looked down upon us. They can keep it.” A sharp edge to her voice. “We’ve made it this far without them, and I think we can make it the rest of the way. While we might lack in the formalities we make up for with our bond and drive to beat the Seer’s. We are still Awakened fighting against the same enemy. So yeah, while it might be nice of them to offer, I’d turn them away.” It was principle now. “I just hope they don’t expect our help should the Seer’s show up on their doorstep. Because I will happily slam the door in their face.” She’d gladly be the one to tell them to take a hike. But then there was a frown, and a heavy sigh. “Does that make me a bad person?” she asked hesitantly. Part of her almost didn’t ask, knowing if his answer was yes it would make her feel pain she didn’t want to feel. “But there is still part of me that wouldn’t want to stoop to that level, to be pity.”
But new topic, and she focuses, pushing aside thoughts of being a horrible human.
He made many good points, “But like you said, there are still those few who despite the best training and mentor, manage to fall off the path. I mean, a mentor and your peers can only do so much. Those who are destined to do bad and think they are above our Laws will find a way. Or that could be just the way my mind works, always expecting the worst.” She’d been let down too many times in her life to not help but expect the worst. Her eyes become distant for a moment, seeming to remember something, before a slight shake of her head, “But that must be heartbreaking for a Mentor to see. Are there guidelines in place for how to deal with it? I know how the Ladder would deal with such thing, was just wondering if different Orders had different routes of action.” everyone seemed to have a different way of addressing that. “Though you guys must be doing something right, rouge mages aren’t an everyday thing.” She says with a hopeful smile.
She looks at him thoughtfully, almost studying him. “That’s a lot better than bait.” She says with a soft smile. “But still, I cannot imagine how difficult that must have been. And to be able to look back on it you do, in a philosophical sense, speaks volumes about you and your character.” Which to her were amazing, and she was beginning to see him in a different light as they talked. A light that she had begun to see for a while now and it was intensifying. What did it mean, and what should she do? If she was honest about it, it scared her. But she needed to focus on there here and now, not some feelings that she was afraid of.
A nod as she took another sip, “I don’t know, it would just seem like the thing that would make someone second guess where they stood. Personally, I would, but I’ve never been a fan of being or feeling like someones pawn.” His words made sense, reflecting how she was now viewing the different Orders. “But I actually get what you’re saying about the other Orders.”
She looks down again, absently turning her mug on the table, frowning, “Have you ever found yourself feeling lost in a world you used to know?” her eyes stayed focused on the mug, her distant and strained.