[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

Sunny simply watches as Mazelina heads off. She cocks her head, eyes curious. Yes, she certainly seemed far more affected by this than she was letting on, that was for sure. But that was fine. They need not all work at the same pace, and she could conduct her own work and then be done. Sunny had no wish to drag things out with Brenden, at least for herself. But first... to address someone.



"One moment, my friend." Sunny says to Casey. "I wish to conduct a simple prayer for our dear Captain, give me just a minute. You are free to join in, though I know you do not believe in Progress. Either way, I shall be quick." Sunny then closes her eyes, bows her head, and presses her hands together.

"Oh, Captain. You cared for us when others might not have, and brought us together for safety. You accepted me despite my broken allegiances. I wish to thank you for your work. I hope only the best for you, and pray that you shall be rewarded for your kindness. May Nature accept you into Her loving embrace so that Progress may find you once more." Sunny remains silent for a few moments after, seemingly offering a bit more of her prayer in private. Then, her head raises and she turns to address Casey.

"There we go. As for your question..." Sunny's smile grows, ever so slightly. "Your concern is most appreciated. I am certainly still standing, which is good, no?" She laughs, the sound light. "But it was only natural that I took such a blow. There is a certain balance to the world that is inevitable." Sunny clasps her hands together, addressing her injury almost reverently. "In order to secure the well being of our group, I think that some blood is more than a fair trade. Besides, our time has not arrived yet. Progress sees fit to pull us ever closer to Him."