[ They are two pieces of a whole, these two. And the unspoken energy of Hekate's circuit is like a piece of silk, tied from brother to sister and winding around Brandon with its curiosity, soft and subtle and unrestrictive, but in a way it deflects Brandon's attentions: Ivor's moods and thoughts are Hekate's. Hekate's moods and thoughts are Ivor's. Like a maze of mirrors that only they truly know how to navigate.
Hekate hears the soothing tone of Brandon's voice, and rather than toss in uncertainty of what it implies, finds it somewhat pleasant and tilts her head to listen to it more closely. Her eyes fail to betray anything from beneath their heavy lids. ]
A long way, yes. [ she replies thoughtfully. ] We do not cross water.
[ While conversational, she is not verbose and always cryptic, at best. ]
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Hekate hears the soothing tone of Brandon's voice, and rather than toss in uncertainty of what it implies, finds it somewhat pleasant and tilts her head to listen to it more closely. Her eyes fail to betray anything from beneath their heavy lids. ]
A long way, yes. [ she replies thoughtfully. ] We do not cross water.
[ While conversational, she is not verbose and always cryptic, at best. ]