[ So he was an altruist at heart. (Not at all.) Ellana gritted her teeth, making herself breathe evenly through her apparatus. It helps as she grows more centered, shoves the weight of a world of water off her shoulders and focuses on the encapsulated creature in front of her, and the not so helpful individual off to her side.
She can understand not enjoying being conscripted into a cause, particularly one this alien, but they're all here. Working against each other would only delay all of them in the process of finding an effective way back to where they came from. For her part, Ellana has no plans on remaining here.
Blunt hasn't driven him off yet, and she can attempt to juggle blunt and diplomatic at the same time. (Granted, diplomatic meant not cursing, and she was generally not one to curse in the first place.) Her mental tone is tinged with a little strain of effort for the task at hand, but otherwise remains fairly neutral: there's no point in antagonising right now, and he doesn't have enough importance to her to generate any particular emotional response past mild exasperation. ]
It's your decision to make, not mine to force on you. It seems reasonable that we might help each other instead of seeking to hinder each other's progress, especially if we both want to get back to our respective homes. So make your call. Help, or don't. All we are to each other are people caught in the same situation. How we respond to that is up to us to each decide on our own.
[ She had less choice when she woke up after the events at the Temple of Sacred Ashes, even less to go on as far as memories of what had happened to land her in custody, left hand a glowing, focused pain that linked her to the fade. There's less overt hostility from the complete lack of people around. That's... something?
There's a notable mental pause. ]
On the other hand, I can't hold this creature forever, so if you won't be helping, at the very least I suggest you get out of the immediate vicinity for your own safety.
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She can understand not enjoying being conscripted into a cause, particularly one this alien, but they're all here. Working against each other would only delay all of them in the process of finding an effective way back to where they came from. For her part, Ellana has no plans on remaining here.
Blunt hasn't driven him off yet, and she can attempt to juggle blunt and diplomatic at the same time. (Granted, diplomatic meant not cursing, and she was generally not one to curse in the first place.) Her mental tone is tinged with a little strain of effort for the task at hand, but otherwise remains fairly neutral: there's no point in antagonising right now, and he doesn't have enough importance to her to generate any particular emotional response past mild exasperation. ]
It's your decision to make, not mine to force on you. It seems reasonable that we might help each other instead of seeking to hinder each other's progress, especially if we both want to get back to our respective homes. So make your call. Help, or don't. All we are to each other are people caught in the same situation. How we respond to that is up to us to each decide on our own.
[ She had less choice when she woke up after the events at the Temple of Sacred Ashes, even less to go on as far as memories of what had happened to land her in custody, left hand a glowing, focused pain that linked her to the fade. There's less overt hostility from the complete lack of people around. That's... something?
There's a notable mental pause. ]
On the other hand, I can't hold this creature forever, so if you won't be helping, at the very least I suggest you get out of the immediate vicinity for your own safety.