saintchunks:
Hubris. I think. Is the word? Or maybe. Tempting fate? That he. Has so many allies. I can’t tell. What kind of luck. He really has.
… I am. Not very good. With concubines. To begin with. And that… switch. Of hers. That is. What gives me. Pause.
–oh. Why?
… you may. Find it. Silly. But…
I wanted. To. Give them out. To the children.
They should. Have something. Pretty. In these times.
And… for. Our fallen. Comrades.
She listens, silently nodding in agreement with the assessment of Jason. She’s not sure about Yang but, she seems pretty harmless. Still, not going to force the issue or anything.
When Nezha lays out the reasoning though, it gives her pause.
“That’s pretty noble of you.”
“It’d be ... nice. To do that.”
“Let’s do our best.”















