"You would tell me. If I was the problem."
Dull mint eyes searched the set of pigeon blues, finding only truth in them despite the other contradictory signals. Despite the taller girl practically warning the spiritualist not to touch that part of each other together. And El… knew better than to push.
To not dive inside with her spiritual sense and figure out if her partner was being deceptive.
'Whether I am or I'm not, when she learns I did it because I absolutely tell her… well, people don't like that.'
"Then at what? Can I do anything?"
Qat glanced at the dissolving Voidling… at the destroyed ritual site… at the approaching researchers and cultivators forming perimeters around the remaining enemies. People who would soon shower her with praise she wasn't sure she deserved considering her complicity in ruining their goal.
