From his vantage point, Lethys watches Monzun intently.
They don't seem to be doing anything. There is no whirl of rage unleased across the land, or sudden flurry of Miracle activity, or impressive action at the fringes of his own territory. They're just there. But their power leaves whorls in the clouds, and the wind and rain cuts down regardless.
He's not a stranger to intense reaction; fear and rage and desperation are not foreign to him. Nor is he a fool who is unable to put two and two together. He strongly suspects they are trying to defuse their turmoil in some unseen, internal way. What does it have to do with him?
...If they fail, perhaps a lot. Still, what can he do? Lethys is not their ally, not even close. His presence is more likely to make things worse than better.
...The fact he is considering all of this speaks volumes. He must do something.
Lethys lilts forward, hesitates, and steels himself. His symbol scores along the ridge of the mountain and beelines for Monzun, slowing to a deliberate crawl as he approaches.
He halts silently at their side. He can deduce where their line of sight lies, and follows it. They are far from the only one to stare out to the seas of Eden when their mind is racing.
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They don't seem to be doing anything. There is no whirl of rage unleased across the land, or sudden flurry of Miracle activity, or impressive action at the fringes of his own territory. They're just there. But their power leaves whorls in the clouds, and the wind and rain cuts down regardless.
He's not a stranger to intense reaction; fear and rage and desperation are not foreign to him. Nor is he a fool who is unable to put two and two together. He strongly suspects they are trying to defuse their turmoil in some unseen, internal way. What does it have to do with him?
...If they fail, perhaps a lot. Still, what can he do? Lethys is not their ally, not even close. His presence is more likely to make things worse than better.
...The fact he is considering all of this speaks volumes. He must do something.
Lethys lilts forward, hesitates, and steels himself. His symbol scores along the ridge of the mountain and beelines for Monzun, slowing to a deliberate crawl as he approaches.
He halts silently at their side. He can deduce where their line of sight lies, and follows it. They are far from the only one to stare out to the seas of Eden when their mind is racing.
He must say something.
"What is it you desire, Monzun?"