[There's nuance there, of course -- Yuan will argue if pressed that the Goddess and Martel are not the same -- but this isn't something he wants to get into here and now. He exhales slowly, consciously, and turns his gaze aside for the moment. Kratos can handle this.]
[Raine, ever watchful, catches something of the demeanor between the two of them.]
It's likely most of your questions will be answered over the course of Kratos's story.
[She remembers, after all, the way Kratos had spoken to her farther up among the mountains: like he could not be stopped, and needed not to be.]
[Sheena looks like she has more questions; but she narrows her eyes at Yuan, folds her arms, and subsides, listening.]
[Genis does not, bursting out instead.]
So then, why are half-elves still--
Genis.
[Raine tugs him a little closer to her. He grumbles.]
no subject
[Raine, ever watchful, catches something of the demeanor between the two of them.]
It's likely most of your questions will be answered over the course of Kratos's story.
[She remembers, after all, the way Kratos had spoken to her farther up among the mountains: like he could not be stopped, and needed not to be.]
[Sheena looks like she has more questions; but she narrows her eyes at Yuan, folds her arms, and subsides, listening.]
[Genis does not, bursting out instead.]
So then, why are half-elves still--
Genis.
[Raine tugs him a little closer to her. He grumbles.]