[ She doesn't get defensive, demand to know why it matters, or respond at all for a tense handful of seconds where Nel's stomach drops to her knees.
Yes. Yes. Oh, yes. A hundred times yes. Scour the knowledge of a god clean, wash that experience away, and it would change nothing except for her contentment. The only person who might ruin it lives a nation away— now a world. ]
That sounds a bit like death. [ She smiles, lips compressing. ] Are you trying to kill something in yourself?
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Yes. Yes. Oh, yes. A hundred times yes. Scour the knowledge of a god clean, wash that experience away, and it would change nothing except for her contentment. The only person who might ruin it lives a nation away— now a world. ]
That sounds a bit like death. [ She smiles, lips compressing. ] Are you trying to kill something in yourself?