Lift off your arms and I'll get the coffee
Evie knows too little of Safrin to determine whether altruism is one of the herald's attributes, but given what she knows of both Deimos and Amalia, she - perhaps foolishly - believes it to be possible.
"Additions to the dome would be good. The dragons during the war kept many of our fighters from reaching the gates." Namely Hotaru and Sah, who Evie would have been relieved to see show up to help fight the banshees back. The magic-dampening mist had been almost impossible to contend with, but Evie is uncertain how they would even defend against that.
"We should promote the use of the Refuge more this time around, while also encouraging training for any who feel they might want to be involved in the fighting." Halo is particularly blessed to have the Shields and many similarly minded folk who would be happy to spar, but Evie always wonders if death could have been prevented if more people had stopped being stubborn and gone to the Refuge in the first place. Lost in those memories, Evie deems their tea ready and picks up her favorite mug, visually at odds with Deimos', and begins to blow quietly over it to let it cool enough for her to drink.
"Additions to the dome would be good. The dragons during the war kept many of our fighters from reaching the gates." Namely Hotaru and Sah, who Evie would have been relieved to see show up to help fight the banshees back. The magic-dampening mist had been almost impossible to contend with, but Evie is uncertain how they would even defend against that.
"We should promote the use of the Refuge more this time around, while also encouraging training for any who feel they might want to be involved in the fighting." Halo is particularly blessed to have the Shields and many similarly minded folk who would be happy to spar, but Evie always wonders if death could have been prevented if more people had stopped being stubborn and gone to the Refuge in the first place. Lost in those memories, Evie deems their tea ready and picks up her favorite mug, visually at odds with Deimos', and begins to blow quietly over it to let it cool enough for her to drink.
There's sleep in your eyes, I'll pull the curtains back gently
Evie
