[ God tips his head in acknowledgment of just how good Palamedes appears to be. It's on him for not gauging the full shape of things early on, back at River bubbles.
He accepts both negligent and consciously callous with good grace. Neither is frankly incorrect, for all that he'll argue the greater scope of the thing. At talk of the work, some remote edge of interest shifts and settles in his face.
He gives Palamedes the space to consider his words. His hands are still; his eyes are very tired. ]
That's what I believe, and what I've believed for a very long time now. [ And: ] Cytherea was angry with me for a variety of frankly very good reasons. I loved her, and she deserved better than what she suffered through. But I am not always in a position to deliver that, no matter how I'd like to. The sacrifices our people undertake in my name can be horrific, and I am keenly aware of that... I can only try to build something worthy of it.
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He accepts both negligent and consciously callous with good grace. Neither is frankly incorrect, for all that he'll argue the greater scope of the thing. At talk of the work, some remote edge of interest shifts and settles in his face.
He gives Palamedes the space to consider his words. His hands are still; his eyes are very tired. ]
That's what I believe, and what I've believed for a very long time now. [ And: ] Cytherea was angry with me for a variety of frankly very good reasons. I loved her, and she deserved better than what she suffered through. But I am not always in a position to deliver that, no matter how I'd like to. The sacrifices our people undertake in my name can be horrific, and I am keenly aware of that... I can only try to build something worthy of it.