"... I sort of lied when I said I don't know why my... master left. The people who're looking for me... their government is collapsing. People are going to lose jobs, lose homes, and... maybe lives, even. But they were working on something. A way to change the very nature of how the world works. A wish. A Turn. They just needed to find out how. They could do whatever they wanted, bring our country to an era never seen before!"
Pause.
"... There was also a lot of other potential. Immortal life, eternal youth, untold dominance over all. My master always liked that stuff, and... well, she stole. She stole their progress, their research, their tools, and- hid for so long."
... So they want what you know. What do you know?
-Maeva helps Hal up, then waves to the others-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?"... I wasn't alive when this happened. This all happened years before I was born... in fact, when I was just a little over one, they found out my- or rather, my father's connection to my master. He and mother wouldn't spill a word, not even if it'd kill them. I... don't even remember their faces..."
None of this is your fault. You are going to be alright. No matter what, I'll be right here and I'll keep you safe from anyone who would hurt you. I love you, Ramona.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Gives a startle, leaning back from the hug to look at her-
You...
-No, don't make a deal of it, just hug tighter-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Runs a hand through her hair and puts a kiss on her forehead-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?"... -deeeep breath- ... She wrote everything she knew down in a journal. Two copies. I have one, and the last ingredient for the Turning... she's... basically glued together the pages with a spell, handmade. Two people in the whole world know how to open it, and I'm one of those people."
Another long pause.
"... And she ran off once she knew the final component. She said not to undo the binding unless she's been gone for a full year. It's been two now. And honestly... if I just give it to those agents, they'll be off my back, master has what she wants, and they'll get what they want."
... Okay. We'll give them their spell, but if they make any move for you, they'll lose a lot more Inquisitors.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Sticks close beside her, nervous, but refusing to show it-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?WELL
... Oh.
Right off the bat... Human heart.
... oh but its from a very specific person
One born of harmonious union between lands torn by quarrel
The child shalt be adorned with...
... a crown of hair, crimson life flame...
... eyes... eyes green as springtime forests.
one... one in tune with the planet itself and
it stops
as if the writer realized something horrid
kinda like
...
...
-Impassive-
Well this makes things simpler. I'll just have to kill every last fucking one of them.
-Looking over at the sleeping Ramona, she goes and picks up her rapier, discarded since her last tussle with the Inquisitor-
-Keeping it in arm's reach, she pulls up a chair and sits herself on it-
-And remains like this the entire night, on guard-
-Ramona will awake to her dead at the break of dawn, stiff on the chair, but seeming peaceful and content-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Gracia comes out onto the roof, sitting down, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes-
-Taking notice of Homu-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

That's certainly... encouraging.
Practicing?
-Louis turns his attention to the two faint figures in the dark-
Huh, what are they practicing? Fighting? Cooking? Acting?
Deer