"It's been... amazing, meeting Rifters who know or are elves," Merrill admits, smiling fondly. "I love hearing about the other worlds, and while I don't wish for any of you to be trapped here, I do hope we can at least... make it a good experience."
But that is Merrill: kind, always. The politics of Rifters and shards and Rifter mages are things she's aware of, but at the end of the day, the issue to her is that they are people. They are people displaced by something they have no control over, people shoved into a conflict that is only theirs because of circumstances out of their control, and they know nothing about the world when they arrive. Nothing, and so many had failed to teach them.
"It would be, though it'd have to be done carefully. Spirits are dangerous - all spirits, not just those they call demons. They have the power to be dangerous, and they do not think of things the way we do."
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But that is Merrill: kind, always. The politics of Rifters and shards and Rifter mages are things she's aware of, but at the end of the day, the issue to her is that they are people. They are people displaced by something they have no control over, people shoved into a conflict that is only theirs because of circumstances out of their control, and they know nothing about the world when they arrive. Nothing, and so many had failed to teach them.
"It would be, though it'd have to be done carefully. Spirits are dangerous - all spirits, not just those they call demons. They have the power to be dangerous, and they do not think of things the way we do."