[ He cocks his head slightly to the other man's reply, finding a seat on the opposite side of the table. He glances at the book in his hands before letting his gaze flick back up to his face, studying his features. For a split second the bright blue of his eyes reminds him too much of someone else. He shifts his attention back to the uneaten strawberries in his palm, absently lining them up in a row as he pushes back a sharp pull in his chest. ]
Where have you come from? [ The only people he's met so far either hail from this world, or Nayeshi.
There's nothing in Payshmura scripture that describes any worlds beyond Basawar and Nayeshi. Another man might have his faith shaken, but his world was already turned upside down two years ago. It was Parfir's will that he survived then, and his will that he survives now. His confusion doesn't change that fact. ]
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Where have you come from? [ The only people he's met so far either hail from this world, or Nayeshi.
There's nothing in Payshmura scripture that describes any worlds beyond Basawar and Nayeshi. Another man might have his faith shaken, but his world was already turned upside down two years ago. It was Parfir's will that he survived then, and his will that he survives now. His confusion doesn't change that fact. ]