Failed Duties [[Closed]]

[Eidolon]

It was both concern and surprise that finally opened her eyes. A frown pressed her brow in response, and she did not look at the other woman, only at her own hands and the sheathed knife still held there. The words hung for a long time between them, during which Eido only caught her breath and acclimated to the truce. The idea of a compromise warred in her soul. It felt like a trap and an absolution all at once. Permission for her sins in return for a figurative collar about her neck. That was the only thing a sister might mean. Eido touched her throat in silent thought.

“What is your condition?” she asked, finally.