RAZA
A burgeoning respect begins to grow for her customer, and Raza finds herself noddin’ a bit. She has the basic understandin’ of it, if not the whole of it - and that she knows she can’t begrudge an Outlander for. They just don’t know. “Y’dont see many Naturals cozyin’ up t’the Gods the way Outlanders have.” It feels like they know, they remember, and they ain’t eager t’get another war started. Raza picks herself up and sighs, resigned once again.
“I’m just sayin’ that we can’t have a war if people don’t play along, but there’s alot’a powerful Outlanders choosin’ sides an’ makin’ moves. They’re just as much t’blame for whatever’s gonna come as the Gods are. Makes me wonder if it could be done without ‘em bein’ taken in an’ bein’ complicit in thew whole damn thing.” Maybe it’s ignorant. Maybe it’s futile. Maybe the Gods would’a found some other folks t’make their playthings. But it sounds like a good theory in Raza’s head, so she’s stickin’ with it.
An if she wasn’t worked up before, she is now, pushin’ herself back and reachin’ for more clean glasses that Mik brings out. There’s obvious frustration in her movements, the brusqueness of them, the way she isn’t as careful with these glasses as she was the prior ones. It ain’t Arialla’s fault, obviously. In fact, Raza’s doing her best not t’direct it at her customer.
“So you had Gods, right? What were they like”
“I’m just sayin’ that we can’t have a war if people don’t play along, but there’s alot’a powerful Outlanders choosin’ sides an’ makin’ moves. They’re just as much t’blame for whatever’s gonna come as the Gods are. Makes me wonder if it could be done without ‘em bein’ taken in an’ bein’ complicit in thew whole damn thing.” Maybe it’s ignorant. Maybe it’s futile. Maybe the Gods would’a found some other folks t’make their playthings. But it sounds like a good theory in Raza’s head, so she’s stickin’ with it.
An if she wasn’t worked up before, she is now, pushin’ herself back and reachin’ for more clean glasses that Mik brings out. There’s obvious frustration in her movements, the brusqueness of them, the way she isn’t as careful with these glasses as she was the prior ones. It ain’t Arialla’s fault, obviously. In fact, Raza’s doing her best not t’direct it at her customer.
“So you had Gods, right? What were they like”
tonight the heartache's on me
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