No, there's no judgement in her body language, only worry. "You'll have to speak to your gods, then?" she asks, although she already knows the answer. Will they judge him as harshly as he is doing to himself? She wonders if they even know about Micolash, if they would approve of him spending all this time and effort on an apparent lost cause.
The part of her that avoids conflict wants to suggest that he keep his patient asleep indefinitely. (Or maybe it is Caspar's practical cynicism rubbing off on her.) Either way, she knows that isn't a viable solution. It breaks her heart a little to see Abysa so distressed, however, in addition to the empathy she feels over Micolash's double trauma -- a loss of control and a hyper awareness of his own flesh. "He'll feel betrayed," she says sadly, "But, I... I don't think he'll hate you. I don't think it's possible for him to hate someone he admires as much as he does you."
She wants to believe that. She has heard his praise of the demon, as intrusive and inappropriate as it was. "Is there a way you can make reparations? Speed his healing at all? I know he'll feel a lot better once he can see again."
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The part of her that avoids conflict wants to suggest that he keep his patient asleep indefinitely. (Or maybe it is Caspar's practical cynicism rubbing off on her.) Either way, she knows that isn't a viable solution. It breaks her heart a little to see Abysa so distressed, however, in addition to the empathy she feels over Micolash's double trauma -- a loss of control and a hyper awareness of his own flesh. "He'll feel betrayed," she says sadly, "But, I... I don't think he'll hate you. I don't think it's possible for him to hate someone he admires as much as he does you."
She wants to believe that. She has heard his praise of the demon, as intrusive and inappropriate as it was. "Is there a way you can make reparations? Speed his healing at all? I know he'll feel a lot better once he can see again."