@summonarcana ✞ moved.
✞ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ It was a good thing the other didn’t know Takaya well, for Takaya’s sake. Perhaps they’d be able to pick up on the unusual amount of hesitation in the usually so silver tongued and confident orator if they did. He hasn’t seized up like this since his lab days before the scientists... what two questions he knew immediately needed asking are unbearably close to heart. And to a stranger-- a child, no less.
But with how the two heads of Erebus were practically clawing at his ribcage... this first one may not be an option on his part. ❝ ...I thank you. ❞ He solemnly responds. This is the most humble he’s been in years.
❝ It is regarding her goddess Nyx, yes, and I ask on behalf of someone else... ❞ Specifically, a particular miserable chunk of humanity formed into a conjoined twin of a being. ❝ I must ask you if Nyx is aware of the entity known as Erebus? If she can... hear the cries inside them? Or.. if perhaps she is still too distant to even reach... ❞ Only half a pause is given before he cuts any response they may begin off, suddenly going stiff and turning his head away. His slender hand raises to grip his lower arm. Tightly. ❝ And I have... one other question. Can she... can Nyx hear... any one person’s prayers? ❞ Without so much as looking back to them he shakes his head and grimaces, quickly adding to that. ❝ --I don’t ask what she thinks of them, if so, only... if she can hear them. ❞ And what was unsaid was how much he couldn’t stand to know.















