Later, he will sit and still and wonder when it was he learned what to do with it. How to cleave from himself weakness, and from others the parts required to build life anew. He nods his thanks and his fleeting farewells, taking the blade to see the bloody work through. A kindness, he tells the animal, eyes closing.
Then, it is done. Another lifetime prior, he might have considered his hammer, put to the use of revival. There's no point here, no stability in magical flows, no prime materials to start the appropriate rites.
It doesn't matter. Jacob and he have their work cut out, and escape seems a non-trivial, emergency priority. Is he all right? His hands, violently shaking.
He returns the knife. "For a value thereof." Which is to say, trauma is trivial. "We should make scarce."
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Later, he will sit and still and wonder when it was he learned what to do with it. How to cleave from himself weakness, and from others the parts required to build life anew. He nods his thanks and his fleeting farewells, taking the blade to see the bloody work through. A kindness, he tells the animal, eyes closing.
Then, it is done. Another lifetime prior, he might have considered his hammer, put to the use of revival. There's no point here, no stability in magical flows, no prime materials to start the appropriate rites.
It doesn't matter. Jacob and he have their work cut out, and escape seems a non-trivial, emergency priority. Is he all right? His hands, violently shaking.
He returns the knife. "For a value thereof." Which is to say, trauma is trivial. "We should make scarce."