untethered

“Interesting,” Emet-Selch muses. He’s mirroring her side-eye, now, and she finds herself distantly amused by it. “No great, destined love for the Warrior of Darkness?”There’s no reason to lie, but answering truthfully still feels like exposing a weakness. Then again, something as simple revealing her favorite sweets feels like exposing one as well. Really, anything personal is something that she feels shouldn’t be discussed with an Ascian, no matter how... accommodating this one has been thus far.Still, lying has never been Sanrei’s strong suit. So she just shrugs again, and says, “I’ve never had any soulmarks.”