Cor felt a bit bad for the Dark Mirror faction now. They really did seem to lack a place and a purpose in the war, and it sounded like there was trouble brewing, if Mithra's reactions were any indication. "Maybe 'just existing' isn't so bad though," he said, trying to offer a small comfort. "Maybe it's nice to be a powered person who doesn't immediately draw flack from everyone. Just power up, go around town, do what you need to do, and come back. At least your starseed isn't really in danger, at least not as much, right?" He watched Mithra dismiss her wraith, with some clear interest.
"Well, you could always join us," Cor said with a half-cut off chuckle. "Sorry, bad taste, I know. But now that I think about it, maybe you don't need to. You've got the advantages of being able to basically do what you need without necessarily getting beaten up or having your starseed yanked. That's something." Yeah, a small something, but something. Right?
