[ He may be caught off guard — Ellana is trying to piece together this puzzle as she watches the shadows flare up and reform, radiating out from her as of yet unannounced young companion. ]
The shadows are yours.
[ She looks from the shadows as a collective to Brett's face, lowering her left arm as she does so. ]
They weren't attacking you, they were coming from you.
[ Under not holding a Stalker captive circumstances, this would be fascinating, but given the present set of circumstances (and the fact that she's been the one helping keep friends and subordinates alive for the last few years, far beyond what she'd expected she'd do as a Keeper, should she have ever succeeded as one from her position of First in the clan) it's firmly shelved for later, if ever. ]
Am I right? You were never in danger.
[ She doesn't include herself in that equation, though she doubts she was either, because the point isn't to reassure herself of her own position: it's to understand what she's seeing now. ]
no subject
The shadows are yours.
[ She looks from the shadows as a collective to Brett's face, lowering her left arm as she does so. ]
They weren't attacking you, they were coming from you.
[ Under not holding a Stalker captive circumstances, this would be fascinating, but given the present set of circumstances (and the fact that she's been the one helping keep friends and subordinates alive for the last few years, far beyond what she'd expected she'd do as a Keeper, should she have ever succeeded as one from her position of First in the clan) it's firmly shelved for later, if ever. ]
Am I right? You were never in danger.
[ She doesn't include herself in that equation, though she doubts she was either, because the point isn't to reassure herself of her own position: it's to understand what she's seeing now. ]