[Ah. His ghost army theory shot down just like that. Terra suffers a twinge of embarrassment with dignity.]
I see.
[The description of this spirit school reminds him a little of light, actually. Magical barriers and all that. So many different people from so many different worlds with so many different powers. How many of their powers overlap in some way? Maybe there's someone else here who uses darkness in some form...
Maybe. And maybe not.
Terra lapses into silence at that, mostly keeping to himself as they search for patrol recruits, his focus flitting between Lavellan, the people around them, and the treeline in the distance with all its shadows.
A while later, he just kind of stops. He stares down at the ground for a moment then looks to Lavellan's back and calls out to him, a strange sort of confusion coloring his voice.]
no subject
I see.
[The description of this spirit school reminds him a little of light, actually. Magical barriers and all that. So many different people from so many different worlds with so many different powers. How many of their powers overlap in some way? Maybe there's someone else here who uses darkness in some form...
Maybe. And maybe not.
Terra lapses into silence at that, mostly keeping to himself as they search for patrol recruits, his focus flitting between Lavellan, the people around them, and the treeline in the distance with all its shadows.
A while later, he just kind of stops. He stares down at the ground for a moment then looks to Lavellan's back and calls out to him, a strange sort of confusion coloring his voice.]
You're all right, aren't you?