[Sometimes, a hat's just a hat. She spares Arenvald a glance before stubbornly settling her cap back in place, for all the good that the crest would do in a place that was clearly not Alrest.]
As grateful as I am for our rescue from that... desolate place, wherever it was, this is... overwhelming.
[To say the least. Mòrag's still struggling to digest everything the Prismals have babbled at her. It was confusing enough without the fatigue still pressing on her mind.]
They seem eager to subject all of us to the same treatment. [Her tone's mostly an unamused drawl, but there's a note of curiosity to it. Why were they so excited? And accepting?]
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As grateful as I am for our rescue from that... desolate place, wherever it was, this is... overwhelming.
[To say the least. Mòrag's still struggling to digest everything the Prismals have babbled at her. It was confusing enough without the fatigue still pressing on her mind.]
They seem eager to subject all of us to the same treatment. [Her tone's mostly an unamused drawl, but there's a note of curiosity to it. Why were they so excited? And accepting?]