The Hero of the Last Descent was not a woman who liked saying most things twice, except a number of heartfelt intimacies and assurances to her cute wife. So it was important that she thought through and delivered exactly what she intended to convey with as little ceremony as possible.
"I could let you wrap the whole of whatever happens in some other name. A quiet nothing, until no one wonders about that time with the Ouras cult. Maybe a small Guild that got lucky and defeated it by chance. You're more than able to make believable rumors. You're more than able to make yourself the thing no one needs to look at."
Standing calmly and stepping over, the former Yecine cradled the reincarnator's face. The one at times she wanted to keep herself completely… while even more often wanting it in the very same location that the reborn cultivator also desired the 'fortress' to be planted. Where everyone could see and love them for who they are.
"But listen to me, El."
