Ciel doesn't mind any of it, Xishen's tone, what she's saying, or her demeanor. Tilting her head in the opposite direction towards the rest of the ship, she gives it a cursory sweep to ensure they're alone in this corner of the deck, without any fellow Aions or sailors nearby within sight or earshot. Not a difficult thing to verify all things considered, most among their ranks were not fond of their Aion senior and thus made no effort in approaching her.
'Even their time in that cave would have felt easy in comparison', she says.
...Hm.
"We still know so little about our Shards." She resumes in a neutral tone, shifting the topic back to what she was asking about before as she casts her gaze out towards the horizon at Xishen's back. "Yet the Pleroma removed theirs to use for the spell. Some among their ranks did focus on protecting the casters, but with no notable attention paid to the Shards in particular. They don't realize how vital it is to their existence."
Yet they knew what to do with something we all have, likely unique to Horos.
She's already done it before with success, so it shouldn't be difficult to replicate the focus she employed to project something unspoken to her kin in more aspect than one. There's not a trace of resentment or accusation in her remarks either, verbal and mental, done as lightly, if not almost casually, as one may use to point out how the sky is blue and that water is wet.
Need she go on? There are no eyes on Xishen, but they are standing close enough next to each other while they talked. Making that observation is no complicated science, after all, neither is drawing the most feasible conclusion given what they, as newly summoned Aions, don't know.
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'Even their time in that cave would have felt easy in comparison', she says.
...Hm.
"We still know so little about our Shards." She resumes in a neutral tone, shifting the topic back to what she was asking about before as she casts her gaze out towards the horizon at Xishen's back. "Yet the Pleroma removed theirs to use for the spell. Some among their ranks did focus on protecting the casters, but with no notable attention paid to the Shards in particular. They don't realize how vital it is to their existence."
Yet they knew what to do with something we all have, likely unique to Horos.
She's already done it before with success, so it shouldn't be difficult to replicate the focus she employed to project something unspoken to her kin in more aspect than one. There's not a trace of resentment or accusation in her remarks either, verbal and mental, done as lightly, if not almost casually, as one may use to point out how the sky is blue and that water is wet.
Need she go on? There are no eyes on Xishen, but they are standing close enough next to each other while they talked. Making that observation is no complicated science, after all, neither is drawing the most feasible conclusion given what they, as newly summoned Aions, don't know.