BASTIEN
Stimulation in body and soul
"Ha. Once, I would have jumped on such a compliment, but now I find that I'd rather anyone else had received the message." If it had been intentional, if he had been selected, all he could wonder was why, when there were people so much more competent at leading, at fighting. Bastien had his strengths and no problems knowing them, but this sort of thing had never been his mainstay. At Isla's words he sat up, pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over. "This was my list, just in case there's anything on there you think worthwhile. One day we really must go together."
Nodding at the meeting, he quietly pressed his hands together and looked down at the floor, aware too of the sombre mood. That was where they were though, wasn't it? Stood indefinitely on the precipice of chaos and death with no way to move away from it. Rather than pull them out of it, Bastien leant into it, asking: "...On another note, and I do hope this is not too personal, but...could you tell me what it was like? Being...with the Voice, after this life? I am sure you can imagine why I am curious."
For the good and misguided
