[ It's incredibly disarming, whatever this is. An older woman claiming to be Lucretia is begging that he trust her, and he...doesn't know what to think, to say the least. They haven't stopped the Hunger, but they've stopped looking for the Light. She's Luncretia, but she's years and years older than the young woman he remembers.
Magnus...feels a bit like he's drifting, like his hazy mind is detached from his body. It seems like an eternity before he can string words together. ]
...So what now? [ He asks mechanically, staring back at her almost without seeing her. ] I trust you, and...what happens next?
[ There's no clear path to him between this moment and the next. They were fighting a monster together, and then she told him...this.What am I supposed to think, Lucretia? What do you want from me? ]
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Magnus...feels a bit like he's drifting, like his hazy mind is detached from his body. It seems like an eternity before he can string words together. ]
...So what now? [ He asks mechanically, staring back at her almost without seeing her. ] I trust you, and...what happens next?
[ There's no clear path to him between this moment and the next. They were fighting a monster together, and then she told him...this. What am I supposed to think, Lucretia? What do you want from me? ]