01-24-2020, 07:25 PM
“Okay,” she said, and for that brief moment Jacinda held the promise of her full attention. A second later and her dark eyes returned to the Inquisitor. She cared more for the girl tangled up in this mess than the Atharim boy she suspected could take care of himself. Even the sentient was likely capable of protecting herself when she needed to. Tenzin waited patiently for an indication of what he wished them to do, but no instruction was forthcoming.
She adhered to hierarchy out of instinct, and a kernel of frustration swelled for the directionless position he left them in. Perhaps the woman’s touch had addled more than the cage of his temper. “The one without name would tell if asked. Did not offer, either, you know.” The words were even. Mostly.
“Will take her inside for ‘medical attention’, yes? Wait here. Find out what I can. This will suffice?”
She adhered to hierarchy out of instinct, and a kernel of frustration swelled for the directionless position he left them in. Perhaps the woman’s touch had addled more than the cage of his temper. “The one without name would tell if asked. Did not offer, either, you know.” The words were even. Mostly.
“Will take her inside for ‘medical attention’, yes? Wait here. Find out what I can. This will suffice?”