[ they'll take a leisurely walk through the kenoma barracks, as they're not truly allowed outside of that place until they take down the vial of darkness. still, even an imprisoned meander is enough for now -- it means he will ultimately be able to re-impose a sense of his own will and choice upon a needed thing. and, if lessa is willing to drink with him, that makes them companions in circumstance; he'd done more with less, in battle. ]

It's impossible for my grandmother to be overcome, [ he sighs it; such is his unyielding faith in her, for it was ra who created herself and stood upon her barge for all eternity, fighting the void at the edge of her creation and conquering it - day and night. a god's power was a thing unseen by any and all, but she managed to ooze it without having to demonstrate even a hint of it. ] She's a hag and a wretch, but there is nothing in all of existence that could end her, or Egypt.

[ stubborn, yes!

he puts careful thought into the answer he gives lessa, even as he peels down the white material of his assigned robe and begins to tear into it with the points of bare claws; if the kenoma will not provide him appropriate attire, he will modify what they do.

what will it do? piss osiris off, some part of him hopes. ]

Ensure we cannot abandon the Kenoma, is my guess. Whether that means it will change something within us, or serve as a fetter so that we are dependent on them remains to be seen. Some others have already had it forced on them, or taken it willingly; they bleed blackly, like a curse.

[ like his own curse. ]

They say something about hearing one another's akh.