It's an acceptable enough explanation, even if the Fade and spirits aren't among her favorite things, and Teren leaves it at that. At the top of the stairway, she picks her way through the carnage toward the rest of their group, pausing only when Emmrich asks another question.
It takes her a moment to respond, in part because she has to think of an answer: things can go so sideways on missions with this organization that having a protocol seems almost pointless. Case in point: half their party just vanished.
"Safeguard civilians," Teren stammers after a moment, "erm. Find our people." That's a big one, "...do something about the eluvian." It's probably good she's not a professor.
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It's an acceptable enough explanation, even if the Fade and spirits aren't among her favorite things, and Teren leaves it at that. At the top of the stairway, she picks her way through the carnage toward the rest of their group, pausing only when Emmrich asks another question.
It takes her a moment to respond, in part because she has to think of an answer: things can go so sideways on missions with this organization that having a protocol seems almost pointless. Case in point: half their party just vanished.
"Safeguard civilians," Teren stammers after a moment, "erm. Find our people." That's a big one, "...do something about the eluvian." It's probably good she's not a professor.