[ childe starts speaking and though zero gathers enough of her strength to start getting dressed, she makes sure not to look at him as he speaks. her long, choppy blonde hair sticks to her body still, but the simple clothing will do for avoiding the chill that's starting to hit her. with her body toweled down, she does what she can. ]

So you come down, gather up people without asking them, then throw them into your war. Do I got that right?

[ she figured it wouldn't be anything else. there is never a choice, not out in the world. it's all the same. different scenery, same stench of shit. ]

Not much of a choice. [ with leaning back down, she plucks the chunk of crystal up again. it's heavy in her grip, and it takes a lot more strength than she expects to hold onto it. it glimmers softly with what light is in the shrine, reflecting her image back at her. not too long ago, she hadn't ever bothered to look at her reflection before. ]

I could take this and beat your skull in, though. Get the spiel from the other see, what it's all about.