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Seth clenched his fist and glanced down at the floor. Most everything was foreign to him, strange in one was or another. It almost felt as if he was never supposed to exist in this plane, or perhaps it was his imagination. Even his powers, who could feel as natural as touch or smell, would turn around and scare him in one way or another. He couldn't tell this being what he would do with the answers he sought, or what he would do the acquire them, but he knew he wanted them. He shook his head slowly, biting his lip a little in an attempt to give him something to concentrate on. "No. But if you have the answers that I seek, I would rather you give them to me, instead of teasing me with them like a strip of meat to a hungry dog." Seth said flatly, trying to keep his aura from doing anything other than keep that creature here, but it was growing increasingly harder as his desire to learn the truth pushed to the front of his mind. He could tell, it was happening again.

Seth glared at Illior, a slight headache slowly beginning to form in the deepest section of his mind. This being was wise, but at the same time felt almost a little too so. Seth took a fleeting glance towards his back, but caught himself in mid turn. He had thought of it, of hurting Lina because of his power, of being the cause of her demise, and it frightened him. But the truth was, he sought the answers not for his own selfish gain, and not to worm his way from the destiny that had been given to him, even though he believed not in such. He truly wished to gain knowledge because with it, he could hopefully learn to accurately understand the origin of his power and the control over them. He wanted to know why, why he was given such a strange and unusual power, while he could yet control the more dangerous aspects of his body. "It is because of the losses, that I seek answers. I have caused much pain, much suffering to small villages. Each with these foul hands, each without truly understanding why. . . I have only truly been alive a month, and still I feel as alien to these parts as when I first came to realize my existence." Seth said, as quietly as he could muster as not to wake Lina, but he could tell his voice was rising slowly.

Seth closed his eyes at this, wondering just what it was that Illior knew of him, and why he wasn't going to tell him about it. He knew though, well aware of what he spoke of, and decided that if this being, Dragonic in nature, knew as much as he let on, he was wise for him not to know. This irritated him though, just the thought of giving up his search for who he was was enough to get his blood boiling. He had let that drive him this far, and without it he would really have no reason to move forward. He focused though, on drawing back in his aura, but such wasn't possible, though he did manage to soften his aura enough for Illior to leave the room.

Seth watched the great being leave the room pondering over what it was he meant when he spoke. He looked back towards Lina and shook his head lightly, pulling back in his aura with great difficulty. What would he know about his relationship with the young woman. Was it really that obvious that he held something for her? Maybe it was just how he found her presance calming, but whatever it was he wouldn't delve too deeply into it. He sat back on the bed and slipped his hand back into Lina's, wondering just how his life will be with her in it. He thought about the idea of meditation, but he knew not about anything of the sort so he would be doing much improvisation. Closing his eyes Seth let his mind once again wander over various thoughts, letting a little sliver of his energy escape to stretch across the room.

ooc: Ack! Sorry, I'd been waiting for Evie to post. sweatdrop

bic: Illior leapt off the balcony, heading for the caverns underneath the garden, plunging into the lake and changing into a water dragon as he did so, shooting through the water towards Emmy and his son.

Lina had somehow managed to sleep through the entire ordeal between Seth and Illior. She has no inkling of what has gone on around her as she's slumbered. Her sleep hasn't been completely peaceful though. Every time she loses her contact with Seth, nightmares and visions seep into her mind. It is something she can't help. She can't stop it from happening. She curls into Seth again, her amber eyes slowly blinking open. She almost cries at the continued darkness. Hopes that the blindness was all just some bad dream crack and crumble. She is still blind, still plagued by the curse the necromancer placed upon her. She can't even go warm herself in the sun like she so loves to do. She's trapped in many ways. Trapped in a place she hates and fears.

"For the most part..." Lina's voice is soft, barely a whisper. It's all she can manage without giving away the fact she wants to do nothing more than cry and she knows it. She's cried so much these last few days. So very much. She's not sure she can take much more of it. Her father must be happy though. All those tear shaped jewels she's been making by crying. Very expensive things. Things only her family can create naturally. Colored by their emotions. "Was someone here while I slept?"