[ It seems that they've both come to the same conclusion, then. The Singularity is physically changing them, altering them in ways that in Thancred's case has lead to the slow healing of his aether. They have some sort of proof of this compliments of that dream, but it's not a reality that he's that thrilled to acknowledge.
Still, it doesn't have to unfold the way it did in those visions. He'll remain steadfast on that point. ]
That seems a fair assumption, given what we know and the visions that the Singularity shared with us. [ He heaves out a sigh and shakes his head. ] That doesn't mean I much like the implications therein.
[ But they've circled back to more of the specifics about Thancred, and he doesn't mind sharing if Cid is truly so curious about him. Granted, it's natural to want to know more about someone who he'd mainly gotten to know through a strange, vivid dream. They can't be certain how much of that was truth and how much was embellishment.
After taking another drink, he launches into an explanation. ]
Himeka and I met when she joined the order I was a member of, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. We were dedicated to protecting the realm whilst also avoiding any direct political ties. Our leaders always believed that it was in neutrality that we would best be able to do our jobs.
[ Which isn't to say that they hadn't become caught up in politics all the same, but still, that was their stance. ]
As for how I joined said order, it was quite literally by chance. I attempted to pickpocket the wrong man — or the right one, I suppose.
[ He flashes a grin. Mayhap this won't be so shocking to Cid. ]
That's the two of us. [ Cid raises his mug a few inches and gives it a weary tap against Thancred's before he takes a drink himself. If nothing else, it's good to know that they're on the same page, even despite the potential upsides that present themselves.
There's sense in ruminating on it in the present moment, however. Without more concrete information, all they can do is speculate.
Thancred carries on, and Cid raises his eyebrows, bemused. A neutral party with that sort of power must have been a delicate balance to maintain, though perhaps the power was a part of it. ]
Your skills must have been impressive even then. [ Cid replies with a laugh. It's a bit tongue-in-cheek, but he doesn't think Thancred will mind. ] You know, 'Scions of the Seventh Dawn' rings a bit ominous. Something tells me you don't take six rest days before you get to the business of saving the world. This mentor of yours — I suppose he had something to do with the name?
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Still, it doesn't have to unfold the way it did in those visions. He'll remain steadfast on that point. ]
That seems a fair assumption, given what we know and the visions that the Singularity shared with us. [ He heaves out a sigh and shakes his head. ] That doesn't mean I much like the implications therein.
[ But they've circled back to more of the specifics about Thancred, and he doesn't mind sharing if Cid is truly so curious about him. Granted, it's natural to want to know more about someone who he'd mainly gotten to know through a strange, vivid dream. They can't be certain how much of that was truth and how much was embellishment.
After taking another drink, he launches into an explanation. ]
Himeka and I met when she joined the order I was a member of, the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. We were dedicated to protecting the realm whilst also avoiding any direct political ties. Our leaders always believed that it was in neutrality that we would best be able to do our jobs.
[ Which isn't to say that they hadn't become caught up in politics all the same, but still, that was their stance. ]
As for how I joined said order, it was quite literally by chance. I attempted to pickpocket the wrong man — or the right one, I suppose.
[ He flashes a grin. Mayhap this won't be so shocking to Cid. ]
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There's sense in ruminating on it in the present moment, however. Without more concrete information, all they can do is speculate.
Thancred carries on, and Cid raises his eyebrows, bemused. A neutral party with that sort of power must have been a delicate balance to maintain, though perhaps the power was a part of it. ]
Your skills must have been impressive even then. [ Cid replies with a laugh. It's a bit tongue-in-cheek, but he doesn't think Thancred will mind. ] You know, 'Scions of the Seventh Dawn' rings a bit ominous. Something tells me you don't take six rest days before you get to the business of saving the world. This mentor of yours — I suppose he had something to do with the name?