The girl doesn't look offended at all. No, all she looked was disappointed. Of course she had to find the surly, obnoxious newcomer. Maybe it was punishment for how SHE acted when she first arrived here.
"You look like a scrawny, naked fool. Didn't I tell you we're on a schedule? You don't have to trust me. Its not like I trust you, either. I don't even know you. But if I meant you harm, you'd have never even seen me. I'd have had you dead before you ever heard my voice. Don't bother trying to tell me you'd have stopped me. I came out of one of those things, too. I know just how you feel. And more importantly, I know anything at all that makes you special? You don't have it right now. Prove me wrong if you can. After you've failed, maybe you'll listen to sense."
Again, she doesn't wait long before speaking again. "But I'm tired of looking at you like that while you think. Bring it in!" Apparently, the girl isn't by herself at all, as a man, significantly taller then the girl herself, steps into the shrine with a large bag in one hand. The man doesn't look like he's her commander. In fact, he doesn't look well at all. His eyes seem to hold no spark, he moves them without seeming to see at all. His skin looks quite pale as well. He strides across the chamber without words, hurling the bag near Vaden but intentionally not anywhere close to where it would hit him. He then turns and, just as wordlessly, walks away. He seems unwilling to explain whats in the bag, but the girl steps in to do so.
"There's a robe and some food in that bag. Maybe once you're not so uncomfortable you'll come to your senses." Without knowing what sort of person she might find, the clothing may be too big or too small. The food is little more then a hard loaf of bread and a small skin of water.
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"You look like a scrawny, naked fool. Didn't I tell you we're on a schedule? You don't have to trust me. Its not like I trust you, either. I don't even know you. But if I meant you harm, you'd have never even seen me. I'd have had you dead before you ever heard my voice. Don't bother trying to tell me you'd have stopped me. I came out of one of those things, too. I know just how you feel. And more importantly, I know anything at all that makes you special? You don't have it right now. Prove me wrong if you can. After you've failed, maybe you'll listen to sense."
Again, she doesn't wait long before speaking again. "But I'm tired of looking at you like that while you think. Bring it in!" Apparently, the girl isn't by herself at all, as a man, significantly taller then the girl herself, steps into the shrine with a large bag in one hand. The man doesn't look like he's her commander. In fact, he doesn't look well at all. His eyes seem to hold no spark, he moves them without seeming to see at all. His skin looks quite pale as well. He strides across the chamber without words, hurling the bag near Vaden but intentionally not anywhere close to where it would hit him. He then turns and, just as wordlessly, walks away. He seems unwilling to explain whats in the bag, but the girl steps in to do so.
"There's a robe and some food in that bag. Maybe once you're not so uncomfortable you'll come to your senses." Without knowing what sort of person she might find, the clothing may be too big or too small. The food is little more then a hard loaf of bread and a small skin of water.