[When Atem lets go, Trish keeps her hand on the flagstone, running her thumb over the smooth texture of it.
Well, for just a second. Because her companion decides to just drop that without preamble? Trish sits up, looking at Atem incredulously.]
...What?
[She is boring holes into his soul with her very eyes, she is.]
You can't be serious. Your world had awful gods like this one?
[A tomb robber, she can accept he exists and is a pain in the ass, but what do you mean he got soul-glued to some evil god? Who does this tomb robber think he is, Elias But Better?!]
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Well, for just a second. Because her companion decides to just drop that without preamble? Trish sits up, looking at Atem incredulously.]
...What?
[She is boring holes into his soul with her very eyes, she is.]
You can't be serious. Your world had awful gods like this one?
[A tomb robber, she can accept he exists and is a pain in the ass, but what do you mean he got soul-glued to some evil god? Who does this tomb robber think he is, Elias But Better?!]