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[madgoddess]

you call upon Quintessa, the Prime of Life "Whether you are a creation of mine or not, you are welcome here..." ( . audio | video | text | action . )

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[incandescent_matrix]

I see.

[His finials pin back at her tone, unseen, but he can be heard clearing his vents with a huff in an attempt to calm himself. This was not the battlefield, and she was not Scourge]

That was also my fault. I came here expecting threats that were present in my time, and treated everyone I met as though that was what they were. So while it is not my burden to answer for your own Prime being... inimical... I am at fault for my own actions.

[madgoddess]

Very well. Then I apologize for mistaking your identity and acting on an incorrect assumption.

[ She can afford the magnanimity of being the bigger person here. ]