[ While she feels Honerva's fingers brush upon her hand in comfort, Pyra stills at her words. It does haunt her, yes. But there is another factor: ]
No.... No, Honerva... [ She admits, weakly, her voice trembling. ] It should have never happened to begin with.
[ The Fetter-- even her Artifices... Why, why did she keep those intact? It comes down to having a personal connection to them, feelings, emotions-- they are hers, she made them, Ophion is precious. After the war, she should have destroyed Ophion, too, and done away with the Fetter. Instead, she only bid Ophion to hide. Now the Fetter is corrupted which means her Artifice is, too. The Fetter came here, and it hurt not one but two people.
If she hadn't been so attached, this wouldn't have happened. ]
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No.... No, Honerva... [ She admits, weakly, her voice trembling. ] It should have never happened to begin with.
[ The Fetter-- even her Artifices... Why, why did she keep those intact? It comes down to having a personal connection to them, feelings, emotions-- they are hers, she made them, Ophion is precious. After the war, she should have destroyed Ophion, too, and done away with the Fetter. Instead, she only bid Ophion to hide. Now the Fetter is corrupted which means her Artifice is, too. The Fetter came here, and it hurt not one but two people.
If she hadn't been so attached, this wouldn't have happened. ]