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Amun just snorted at Korbin's words, though the potter was glad the hunter couldn't hear. Turning, the Ascended gazed at the semi-translucent walls of the cathedral. For a moment, he just sat there, attention seemingly focused on anywhere but the other man.
However, Amun soon found his gaze drawn back to Korbin. The potter lifted his hand again. The glow shimmered and shifted in the telltale way that was the sign words were forming. When they did, he fixed the hunter with a look that was not particularly hopeful. How help? It was clear from the Ascended's expression that he very much didn't think talking would do anything to alleviate his sorrow.
However, Amun soon found his gaze drawn back to Korbin. The potter lifted his hand again. The glow shimmered and shifted in the telltale way that was the sign words were forming. When they did, he fixed the hunter with a look that was not particularly hopeful. How help? It was clear from the Ascended's expression that he very much didn't think talking would do anything to alleviate his sorrow.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
