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[gachatia]

[Gods, Krile too - Krile had known her. How could he have...well, maybe the shock has tripped him up a bit. It isn't everyday a woman long since gone returns hale and whole to a world of the living.]

G'raha Tia, at your service. [He even bows a little bit, or as much as one can tell via video.] I am - I have heard much and more of your deeds, but I never entertained the idea that I would have the chance to speak with you. So, erm, forgive me if I am a bit...

[Awkward]

[prayreturn]

[ Oh! Her lips curve into a smile. ] The Miqo'te who had an obsession with Allag, if I recall what I've heard - I believe we have a mutual friend. [ Even if, hm. He looks a little... different then she expected? Still, there's something bothering her. There's many things bothering her, actually, but she can shrug them off and carry those questions for later. ]

Pray do not get too worried about talking with me, G'raha. We are both sensible people, I assume?

[gachatia]

We do! Yes, we do - though Krile is not here at present, in this world. But I am sure she would be overjoyed to see you if she was.

[It might be the lack of ears. Is it the lack of the Miqo'te ears? Hyur ears are just so different, it changes the entire look of a person.]

Ah - yes, of course. Sensible. Absolutely.

[Godsdammit, try not to vibrate visibly, G'raha]

[prayreturn]

Then it is common for those of our star to appear here?

[ Yes, that is it, but she doesn't want to bring it up. Perhaps she had misheard? Then again, the stories did involve some embarrassing Miqo'te behavior oh, Krile.

And she has noticed the vibrating. Perhaps... perhaps when she has more of a handle on things, she will ask. Is he okay. Does he need to take a deep breath. ]

[gachatia]

[oh noooooooooo

Minfilia knows the embarrassing stories

Don't let him know she knows, he'll die inside

ALSO HE'S JUST KIND OF EXCITED it's okay he'll be fine]

I couldn't say whether it is common or uncommon, but it has been happening as of late.

[prayreturn]

[ her secret ;3 (and kriles and probably tatarus now) ]

Hm. And is there any pattern?

--I imagine it's not a problem that can be easily solved. [ But she went straight to thinking like that... a little frown. ]

[gachatia]

A pattern...

[He pauses to muse on that. Was there a pattern? Emet-Selch and his...party, they've been here for some time, as he was told. Estinien as well, though he left and returned. But now there's a burst of people coming in.]

I suppose...if there is any pattern, it is that we are all, in some way, connected to the Warrior of Light.

[prayreturn]

[ Her eyes closed. A smile crossed her lips. ] I always knew they would be important. But that bond connecting us strangers?

Truly, it's something to be admired.

[gachatia]

Well, they do seem to find a way to befriend many and more along their path.

[He's just happy that theirs crossed with his.]

[prayreturn]

If not for that, I doubt that they would have been scouted... I am so glad of such, every day.

[ which of the scions scouted them??? idek

She. Finally has to ask. ]

Pardon me. But Krile led me to believe you were a Miqo'te.

[gachatia]

Ah...

[He pauses, smiling sheepishly as a hand goes to his head. Gods, his ears, he misses his proper ears.]

I am. And I like to think I am, still. But in this world, it seems, all who come here are made to look as Hyur do, though for what reason or how I cannot say.

[prayreturn]

All people? Even if they were not Hyur-shaped--?

[ She couldn't help but ask. It could be possible - and then, perhaps, people would understand a little more. She sounded honestly quite curious, before cutting herself off. ]

...How many others can hear this?

[gachatia]

Yes, as far as I know, it happens to everyone-

[He pauses at her question, really thinking about it.]

I think...anyone can access this conversation, but if you prefer, I do know of a way to make such things private. It is a "setting" of sorts.

[prayreturn]

I'm used to knowing that I'm being spied on - or, that such could happen easily. [ Just. Said so firmly. Her smile vanishing for a few moments. ] To think that there's technology that can prevent that...

[ A shake of her head. Notably, she doesn't say they should go private - but does imply it heavily. She's been so guarded with her words. ] Anyway! It seems that means that Hyur are the dominant race of Spoken here. While it must have been an adjustment... how long have you been here?

[Private]

[gachatia]

...Even so, I have turned on the setting for privacy. You should be able to see it thus indicated.

[And it is, because. Well, she implied she wanted privacy, and he'll give it. He's not a jerk.]

I have not been here long - two months, approching a third. It is...I do miss what I have lost. There is no denying it. But it is not such a drastic change as to warrant despair.

[prayreturn]

[ Suddenly, Minfilia seems to have gone serious. ]

As a Student of Baldesion, I feel I can speak openly with you. [ Especially now, she does not add. There is quite the uncomfortable pause, however. There's many things running though her head - but she can ask them in order. As she gets more answers. ] I do not think it would be noticed if you'd gone missing. [ Blunt, but truthful from her canon point. At least she sounds apologetic? ] However, I am concerned the other Scions would be in quite the panic were I to leave them.

[gachatia]

[The serious shift has him sitting up very straight, like. Ah, he's listening. And what she has to say is very important.]

...No, I suppose not. [She doesn't...seem like she recalls anything regarding the First, nor does she appear like the Oracle of Light once did in the tales. So if he thinks back...ah, yes, the Isle of Val would still be lost by her conjecture, ergo his own absence in the Tower might not have been noticed by anyone, and Krile, would she still be missing? What was the timeline for all the things that happened...man was not meant to carry one hundred and twenty-something conscious years of memories, honestly.]

But I can offer what I know of our appearances in this world, and I give my word that the sources from which I've learned of them are truthful. [I mean, Emet-Selch has never lied...but also, he has Estinien's word on things, and he would have been known as the stoic Azure Dragoon, not some lying liar who lies. Or puts star-threatening plans into motion.] Our presence here seems to pause whatsoever was happening wherever we were before, and were we to return, all would be as it was then, with no disruption for our absence.

[prayreturn]

[ Time pauses.

The only incidents of time being altered that Minfilia knows of was at the end of the Calamity, when the Warrior of Light... when Louisoix...

Yet, she knew it to be possible. Some classes of magic were said to reverse the flow of time, to mend injuries. And Y'shtola, well. Not even she knew how she'd made herself look eternally 23. So, it was logical. And he was a trustworthy Miqo'te, from the tales she'd heard. (If not a bit out there and very silly.) Her expression calms, if only a little. ] Then we do not need to worry about them trying to find their way to me? [ She knows that Thancred, at least, would try. She does not mean to show when she is from, but she cannot help but add, with a little chuckle: ] At least I will not be rude for missing the Sultanas' invite.

[gachatia]

To them, your time here would be as the blink of an eye. And it could be possible that they find themselves joining us regardless.

[For if he's learned anything, it is that much and more is possible.]

[prayreturn]

[ She is so relieved. (And she is thankfully still clueless about the idea of different times - or what her fate may be.) Finally, while she's still serious, she is smiling. ] Thank the Twelve. [ ... ] Not that I can expect this star to be under Their watch, nor the gentle hold of Hydaelyn. However, that also means we do not risk any Ascian plans to disrupt such.

[gachatia]

[HAHA, FUNNY SHE SHOULD MENTION THE ASCIANS...G'raha just sort of...hums, his expression pensive.]

...You are not incorrect in that respect. There is no threat that I can see of any Ascian machinations to sow chaos and influence the summoning of primals, and whatnot. But you ought to know that those who would call themselves Ascians from our star, are, in fact, present upon this one - bereft of power, I will add, but present nonetheless.

[prayreturn]

[ she is so glad this is private now

Her expression turns dark. Dangerous. ] Then this land is not safe. We cannot know if they are simply hiding their abilities and powers.

[gachatia]

[Ah fuck he didn't want to - he didn't mean to freak her out, oh no]

If that was the case, then why would no soul here have the powers they ought to? Why would I appear as a hyur, rather than as my true self? The Ascians are powerful, but I think there is a considerable argument to be made that they themselves are just as powerless as anyone else.

[prayreturn]

[ That much was still true. But... ]

...Even if they hold no power, they have manipulated men and brought darkness for longer then any of us have lived.

[ A deep sigh. She can't do anything. She's unknown to the people here, and her warnings would go unheeded. Still, she has to know: ]

Tell me of them.

[gachatia]

In that, you are absolutely correct.

[He can understand why they did what they did, but that doesn't make any of it good or right.]

From what I am aware of, only two of the most powerful of the Ascians are here. Elidibus you have met, I believe, and while here he seems to keep to himself. The other, whom you may not know, is Emet-Selch. From my point in time, I have...had confrontations with him, let's say.

[The kindest way to put it, really.]