[For a moment, Mu can't help but think of the young woman yet to ascend as Athena laying wounded at the bottom of the Sanctuary, and the air around him grows cool and still again. He doesn't notice, so caught up he is in his musings, but around him, colours seem to wither ever so slightly.
He needs to be back there, if not for her then for the brothers he left behind.
But perhaps only the image of the worn white marble steps makes it's way through their connection, because Mu collects himself quickly, setting his feelings aside for the time being.
It doesn't help the atmosphere.]
From all I've seen and heard thus far, that seems a reasonable suspicion. [A faint trace of warmth works it's way back into his mental voice as he reflects on the images of Peromei and Elios.] I dislike operating without more information, but I will keep this in mind.
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He needs to be back there, if not for her then for the brothers he left behind.
But perhaps only the image of the worn white marble steps makes it's way through their connection, because Mu collects himself quickly, setting his feelings aside for the time being.
It doesn't help the atmosphere.]
From all I've seen and heard thus far, that seems a reasonable suspicion. [A faint trace of warmth works it's way back into his mental voice as he reflects on the images of Peromei and Elios.] I dislike operating without more information, but I will keep this in mind.