07-02-2020, 09:33 PM
Allan looked slightly guilty at the reprimand. He knew the costs of healing, he'd been injured enough times - though nothing like losing an arm. His were definitely small beans. But the more he learned about Nox, the more he became fascinated with him. He had a sister who could heal? So the power was likely genetic? But yet the still sexist - how did that manifest? What was the difference. All the philosophical talk about light and dark and it applied to their own powers as well. But he didn't delve into it. "I will make sure he is fed after he's done with him. I promise." Allan said quickly.
Morven's tone wasn't threatening but Allan stood up taller anyway. He'd been there protecting the Ascendancy. But he'd been of little use. The man sitting here in a daze knew more about what was happening, and he had been on the top priority watch list. Why he was even allowed in the gala had been a surprise. Knowing he was a channeler and he was Atharim. And he'd already been present on one assassination attempt and knew key details about others. He was dangerous - but he was still just a kid.
Morven's tone wasn't threatening but Allan stood up taller anyway. He'd been there protecting the Ascendancy. But he'd been of little use. The man sitting here in a daze knew more about what was happening, and he had been on the top priority watch list. Why he was even allowed in the gala had been a surprise. Knowing he was a channeler and he was Atharim. And he'd already been present on one assassination attempt and knew key details about others. He was dangerous - but he was still just a kid.