"What we need to remember is that we are far from home."
Masaki's voice was gentle as she glanced from man to man, her gaze somber.
"And knowledge does not always mean understanding. I have seen the cost of sight on others, what the cost of power-what knowledge is, if not power-has done to others."
She could feel an ache in her chest, and she pressed a hand briefly against her heart, as if it could make it go away.
"Peddlers hear much, see much more then....whatever I am. I don't know these days." She inclined her head to Ter. "But Wordsmith, I daresay he is a man worthy of consideration and respect. After all, the path of fire does not always have a reward-sometimes it merely burns you and those around you."
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Masaki's voice was gentle as she glanced from man to man, her gaze somber.
"And knowledge does not always mean understanding. I have seen the cost of sight on others, what the cost of power-what knowledge is, if not power-has done to others."
She could feel an ache in her chest, and she pressed a hand briefly against her heart, as if it could make it go away.
"Peddlers hear much, see much more then....whatever I am. I don't know these days." She inclined her head to Ter. "But Wordsmith, I daresay he is a man worthy of consideration and respect. After all, the path of fire does not always have a reward-sometimes it merely burns you and those around you."