un: b.zethir, text;

[inlaid]

So tell me something.

If someone wants to go home the people in charge here will do their best to get the portal aligned so they can do just that. At the same time, there's no guarantee they'll ever manage that that someone. Which means that a person waiting for a chance to go home could end up waiting not just for weeks or months but years. Maybe even the rest of their blighted life.

Knowing this, do you think it's better to hold back putting down roots just to make it easier to get up and go if the time comes? Even if it means you may be living your life among the people but distinctly separate from them as they build their lives here?

Or is it stupid to waste time, to waste your life and potential happiness on the off chance that one day you may get to return home one day?

[Is she just being stubborn because she won't be a Council Agent anymore if she doesn't return home, or because it feels like she's selling out for an easier lifestyle and having magic at long last? Her pride and sense of honor stings at the thought. The idea of never seeing her family again, of trading them up these things makes her taste ashes in her mouth. Then again she doesn't really have a choice in the matter right now anyway. She's not actually giving anything up at this point.

Really, the more she thinks about it, the more she's coming to realize that no matter what happens, she's going to have to make sacrifices of one sort or another.]

If any has an opinion or any insight I'd appreciate it.

[There's only so long she can sit on this fence before she drives herself even crazier than she feels now.]

Comments

[evasives]

[he's satisfied she doesn't seem to know much about him. even if it's still so bizarre to think about her meeting another him, at least it seems to have been very basic interactions.]

[her statement is open ended enough, something he might use to get more out of a person.] I like to be aware of my surroundings. That kind of behavior would have stood out here.

[vague af, the cassian andor way.]

[inlaid]

Mhmm. That's very true.

[Bryn cants her head to one side, fingers toying with the plastic handles of the bag idly. She's quiet a moment before shrugging. Cassian had every right to pry, but Bryn's not much in the mood to do the same. Not now.]

Has your curiosity been satisfied or is there more you want to know?

[evasives]

[bryn is giving the impression of being open, but cassian is getting the feeling she doesn't want to delve too much further into any of this.]

There is always more to know.

[everything! all the time! especially as it relates to him.]

But something tells me you won't be very forthcoming right now.

[inlaid]

[She shrugs.]

You won't know unless you ask. But with regards to our first meeting and what I know about you, I'm tapped.

[There are suspicions, of course, many of them, but she's not going to pry yet, not when he's so on guard.]

[evasives]

You have already established you are not interested in sharing with me what posed questions might have earned you a tail.

[he cants his head.] Unless you have changed your mind in the last minute or so. [which he doubts.] And I am not so sure you are interested in talking about yourself right now either.