It was at about that moment that Isabel realized that Chaos...hadn't come along. She frowned a little at that, mostly because he was a regular presence at her ankles, usually...
But he was also clever and had a familiar's intelligence. As good as he was, and as able a combat partner (because only really dumb people argued with a familiar the size of a bobcat), it might even be better that he'd stayed behind.
"Chaos isn't here. He's either gone to guard the portal from anyone else entering, or he's gone off to try to get Hendrik's attention--he knows who that is, so..."
Isabel made a face, then, at Eleven's words. Mr. Fell had a point, and a good one, but-- "Why would it being you make it want to stop talking, though? It's weird, El." And the thing about Sundered with faith kept niggling at her. Though she was pretty sure Eleven wasn't the only Sundered who had faith in anything like a god, he probably was the--well, if not strongest, the most dedicated. She just couldn't put her finger on it.
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But he was also clever and had a familiar's intelligence. As good as he was, and as able a combat partner (because only really dumb people argued with a familiar the size of a bobcat), it might even be better that he'd stayed behind.
"Chaos isn't here. He's either gone to guard the portal from anyone else entering, or he's gone off to try to get Hendrik's attention--he knows who that is, so..."
Isabel made a face, then, at Eleven's words. Mr. Fell had a point, and a good one, but-- "Why would it being you make it want to stop talking, though? It's weird, El." And the thing about Sundered with faith kept niggling at her. Though she was pretty sure Eleven wasn't the only Sundered who had faith in anything like a god, he probably was the--well, if not strongest, the most dedicated. She just couldn't put her finger on it.