I would hope so! Akua speaks fondly enough of her co-workers in the Garden, and their wealth of experience and skill. In part, that is why I am entrusting this process to you.
[ Because John Gaius is a good scientist, and because he seems hungry for this. Because he knows what it is like to see a world die, the price someone like him must pay for it ( which is not, to be said, the same price a god would pay — if even they paid anything at all ), and might have enough going for him that he won't abandon this one to its supposed fate.
Zenith's leader would call it "already dead", after all. Yet, had they not proven themselves able to thwart such ends?
Set pours himself over the edge of the root, once he's told that he can come down. A river of sand that flows powerfully towards John's ankles and stacks upon itself until the god's form once more steps forth from it. Gathering the man's shoulders between his palms, he gives him an excited little shake and gazes upon his foreign symbols and sigils. The devotion! ]
I am, in a way, entrusting myself to you, too. After I perish, I will need you to take care of my Shard — [ He knows he is one of the dangerous Shardbearers, a polarizing figure that some would leap at the opportunity to shatter or imprison. But, he also is one who aligns well with John's desires. ]
And once I return, I will tell you of anything I see, while I am gone. We can assess the information and determine a next step, together.
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[ Because John Gaius is a good scientist, and because he seems hungry for this. Because he knows what it is like to see a world die, the price someone like him must pay for it ( which is not, to be said, the same price a god would pay — if even they paid anything at all ), and might have enough going for him that he won't abandon this one to its supposed fate.
Zenith's leader would call it "already dead", after all. Yet, had they not proven themselves able to thwart such ends?
Set pours himself over the edge of the root, once he's told that he can come down. A river of sand that flows powerfully towards John's ankles and stacks upon itself until the god's form once more steps forth from it. Gathering the man's shoulders between his palms, he gives him an excited little shake and gazes upon his foreign symbols and sigils. The devotion! ]
I am, in a way, entrusting myself to you, too. After I perish, I will need you to take care of my Shard — [ He knows he is one of the dangerous Shardbearers, a polarizing figure that some would leap at the opportunity to shatter or imprison. But, he also is one who aligns well with John's desires. ]
And once I return, I will tell you of anything I see, while I am gone. We can assess the information and determine a next step, together.