PC: Camille

[sootprints]

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[sootprints]

... Yes. It was incredible of her to do so.

Even though it led to the same result, in the end...

[scrapdraught]

Yeah. I don't...I don't really think there's any other way it's going down, after they've hit the limit.

[sootprints]

[ ...... ]

I just... I want there to be a better way. There must be one.

[scrapdraught]

Kate, I can't promise you that we'll find one. I want to, just...it's going to be tricky. And it'll be dangerous.

I think it's possible, though. Where there's a will there's a way.

[sootprints]

[ as always, her expression is unreadable, but she slowly nods. ]

Good. I don't want to give up, when so much is at risk.

Also... there's something I'd like to show you. It may be something hopeful.

[scrapdraught]

That so? [Color her intrigued.] What is it?

[sootprints]

... This.

[ she reaches into her dress pocket and pulls out... a scroll! it looks old and worn-out, but one passage is legible: ]

... caution, for the ritual is not without its troubles. The god we seek to bring into our realm might still be a fledgling. A newborn. It needs to be protected and the steps to bring it into the realm completed perfectly, else it just become just as mortal as those who brought it into the world.

[scrapdraught]

[Coming to tag this now is truly so tragic

Camille's eyes dart over the lines, gripping the curling edge of the scroll in a tight pinch. She reads it a second time, and a third.]

...Where did you get this?

[sootprints]

It seems to have come from the cult.

[scrapdraught]

Did you find it somewhere then? Or was it given to you?

[sootprints]

[ a nod. ]

Something like that.

[ doesn't even specify which she's nodding to. ]

[scrapdraught]

[just this look]