[Mantis is, for all that she is willing to sometimes speak of her past in broad strokes, a very private person when it comes to details. Having them laid out on paper for all who might go looking to see rankles her in a way that, so far, only sharing memories some weeks ago had.
She sits with a grateful little nod.] They are just stories to them. [Her voice is just as low.] With less truth behind them than the myths of their own world.
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She sits with a grateful little nod.] They are just stories to them. [Her voice is just as low.] With less truth behind them than the myths of their own world.