“I didn’t want to pressure anyone either,” Stephen points out, quick to back up the girl. It had seemed a good enough idea on the surface, even to him. Perhaps an object lesson in him often keeping things too close to his chest.
“I had already been contacted by someone else interested in amputation. So I don’t know; it’s such a delicate path to tread. I want permanence for our rifters, for obvious selfish reasons, and I don’t want people to be inevitably killed by the splinter of magic embedded in them, but the war’s not over. We still need ways to close rifts.”
The irritating thing about all this: he sees both Gwenaëlle and Ness’ reasons for and against, the man planted squarely in the middle and very stressed-out by it.
But when he looks at Cosima, he’s reminded that she’s been whisked away-and-back by the Fade: the only person he’s known personally to have done so, now that Loki’s gone again.
“How about you? Do you think you’d ever do it? I’m not asking as the Head Healer preparing his list of future limbs to chop off,” dryly, “but— I don’t know. As a friend. As a fellow rifter who’s been here a while.”
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“I had already been contacted by someone else interested in amputation. So I don’t know; it’s such a delicate path to tread. I want permanence for our rifters, for obvious selfish reasons, and I don’t want people to be inevitably killed by the splinter of magic embedded in them, but the war’s not over. We still need ways to close rifts.”
The irritating thing about all this: he sees both Gwenaëlle and Ness’ reasons for and against, the man planted squarely in the middle and very stressed-out by it.
But when he looks at Cosima, he’s reminded that she’s been whisked away-and-back by the Fade: the only person he’s known personally to have done so, now that Loki’s gone again.
“How about you? Do you think you’d ever do it? I’m not asking as the Head Healer preparing his list of future limbs to chop off,” dryly, “but— I don’t know. As a friend. As a fellow rifter who’s been here a while.”