Kadaj's reiatsu wobbled, and he stared, lips parted and breath coming a little too quickly.
It was a lot to try and take in. It couldn't be true anyway, it couldn't be. He'd have remembered being experimented on. His mother would have never-- she wouldn't-- she hadn't--
His mother had told him he'd fallen into the Lifestream, in one of the upwellings near their home in Mideel. Kadaj couldn't remember falling in, he only remembered the poisoning, the voices, being lost in a torrent of other people's memories. Had she been lying?
He couldn't lose it. Not so soon after getting back, and not here. There were witnesses, and the space was confined. This wasn't a good place to lose his temper, but it was frayed like his control over his reiatsu and his fingers curled themselves around Souba's hilt. Her presence in his hand was reassuring.
no subject
It was a lot to try and take in. It couldn't be true anyway, it couldn't be. He'd have remembered being experimented on. His mother would have never-- she wouldn't-- she hadn't--
His mother had told him he'd fallen into the Lifestream, in one of the upwellings near their home in Mideel. Kadaj couldn't remember falling in, he only remembered the poisoning, the voices, being lost in a torrent of other people's memories. Had she been lying?
He couldn't lose it. Not so soon after getting back, and not here. There were witnesses, and the space was confined. This wasn't a good place to lose his temper, but it was frayed like his control over his reiatsu and his fingers curled themselves around Souba's hilt. Her presence in his hand was reassuring.
"You're lying," he hissed, his teeth grit.