The Wizard watches her four knights devolve into disagreements and debates and, largely, she stays out of it. She lets Matilda try to speak, she lets Haizea and Matilda spat, and she watches Garrot split them up. She has nothing to contribute to their discussions until they bring her in.
And Garrot brings her in.
Boy, oh, boy does he bring her in. He's lucky enough to bring that topic up here, and when he does her hammer clatters onto the floor behind the counter. The sound of the metal handle and head hitting the floor echoes throughout the room like a bell being rung. Where'd she get that from? When was she holding it? Either way, it's on the floor and she uses the loud noise to answer. Unsurprisingly, she just looks tired as she responds. Her characteristic smirk is barely there.
"I don't control them." She watches Garrot as she says it, saving the bombshell for now.
"They come to me because the companions go to him." The monsters, of course, and, most importantly...
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And Garrot brings her in.
Boy, oh, boy does he bring her in. He's lucky enough to bring that topic up here, and when he does her hammer clatters onto the floor behind the counter. The sound of the metal handle and head hitting the floor echoes throughout the room like a bell being rung. Where'd she get that from? When was she holding it? Either way, it's on the floor and she uses the loud noise to answer. Unsurprisingly, she just looks tired as she responds. Her characteristic smirk is barely there.
"I don't control them." She watches Garrot as she says it, saving the bombshell for now.
"They come to me because the companions go to him." The monsters, of course, and, most importantly...
"And I've never killed anyone."