The pen stills. Slowly, he raises his eyes to Harrow's; he does not speak right away.
"I will not lie to you," he says at last, quiet. "I do ask in part for my own protection. But it is protection only; I want nothing more than to spend my afterlife in peace. If she does not strike at me -- truly strike, with more than words -- then I will not strike at her."
He sets down the pen and straightens in his seat.
"But it is not only that, Harrow, and I do not lie in this, either. I want to know as much as I can about the energies of this place and the ways it can be used. To know that thanergy is not a single thread, but can be split into many?" The familiar, earnest curiosity has sparked in his eyes. "That is something I didn't know was possible. And when I still wish to know if I can safely use thanergy, or tap into the energy of the body as you do to raise skeletons or carve into your very bones -- " He shrugs, with a faintly helpless smile. "I have always wanted to learn new ways to cultivate, beyond the boundaries of what I was taught."
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"I will not lie to you," he says at last, quiet. "I do ask in part for my own protection. But it is protection only; I want nothing more than to spend my afterlife in peace. If she does not strike at me -- truly strike, with more than words -- then I will not strike at her."
He sets down the pen and straightens in his seat.
"But it is not only that, Harrow, and I do not lie in this, either. I want to know as much as I can about the energies of this place and the ways it can be used. To know that thanergy is not a single thread, but can be split into many?" The familiar, earnest curiosity has sparked in his eyes. "That is something I didn't know was possible. And when I still wish to know if I can safely use thanergy, or tap into the energy of the body as you do to raise skeletons or carve into your very bones -- " He shrugs, with a faintly helpless smile. "I have always wanted to learn new ways to cultivate, beyond the boundaries of what I was taught."