Give him a minute. He had to figure out what that fancy-speak meant. Ah. Okay. "I didn't get a good look at it." He didn't mention that was because he didn't have his glasses and he'd been too busy trying to not squirm at the thing that was lodged in his upper left chest. A piece of some kind of rock that wasn't making him bleed, but it was in him. Creepy.
Souls and gods were all tangled up in the same mentality, though. Anyone who spoke of souls, in his experience, usually paired it with a god or three. Jensen was not a religious type of person. Some military personnel may have kept their faith during their tours, but Jensen hadn't had it before he'd gone in. He hadn't gained it during that nightmare fuel. "You, ah, see a lot of monuments?" He had to ask. Come on. The guy had elf ears, like some kind of walking cosplayer. But he'd noticed that not everyone being herded here and there by their guards looked fully human. It just left him ruminating most nights with a lot of questions, some of which involved if any of this was real.
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Souls and gods were all tangled up in the same mentality, though. Anyone who spoke of souls, in his experience, usually paired it with a god or three. Jensen was not a religious type of person. Some military personnel may have kept their faith during their tours, but Jensen hadn't had it before he'd gone in. He hadn't gained it during that nightmare fuel. "You, ah, see a lot of monuments?" He had to ask. Come on. The guy had elf ears, like some kind of walking cosplayer. But he'd noticed that not everyone being herded here and there by their guards looked fully human. It just left him ruminating most nights with a lot of questions, some of which involved if any of this was real.