I may have to recant my words, Alia. They seem to have been spoken in haste and hope, and I had forgotten I am allowed neither.
The one who would revive Homelander — my request is a pale choice compared to another's and I have little to offer of worth to anyone. I am honestly tired of begging and selling myself for the attentions of others. Rest though, I assure you: you will be happier, no matter what comes of this.
[he may not respond, but alia will not allow the last word to not be her own:]
We are hopeless, ageless things, Lord of the Sands. My alliance is yours, regardless of what you may or may not give.
We are too akin, too alike for me to turn aside. I have little to offer you, but the words of my planet, my home, once the words of your own: kun bikhayr ya 'iilah alharba.
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I may have to recant my words, Alia. They seem to have been spoken in haste and hope, and I had forgotten I am allowed neither.
The one who would revive Homelander — my request is a pale choice compared to another's and I have little to offer of worth to anyone.
I am honestly tired of begging and selling myself for the attentions of others.Rest though, I assure you: you will be happier, no matter what comes of this.[ and he will not respond again ]
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We are hopeless, ageless things, Lord of the Sands.
My alliance is yours, regardless of what you may or may not give.
We are too akin, too alike for me to turn aside. I have little to offer you, but the words of my planet, my home, once the words of your own: kun bikhayr ya 'iilah alharba.