[ No, it wouldn't have been her, but perhaps someone close to her, someone who would have been willing to use themselves as a vessel in order to contain him, and she doesn't know why that fills her with sudden dread but it does, the notion of the sacrifice that would entail.
She weighs it over with a small shake of her head, but then something else settles in her stomach, creeping concern. ]
And this volunteer. Are they here? Do they know the fate they have consigned themselves to? [ And if the vessel is here, in possession of that knowledge, wouldn't that mean that they have essentially brought him to this city with them? She can't disguise the worry in her face, the look that knits her brows together. ]
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[ No, it wouldn't have been her, but perhaps someone close to her, someone who would have been willing to use themselves as a vessel in order to contain him, and she doesn't know why that fills her with sudden dread but it does, the notion of the sacrifice that would entail.
She weighs it over with a small shake of her head, but then something else settles in her stomach, creeping concern. ]
And this volunteer. Are they here? Do they know the fate they have consigned themselves to? [ And if the vessel is here, in possession of that knowledge, wouldn't that mean that they have essentially brought him to this city with them? She can't disguise the worry in her face, the look that knits her brows together. ]