Welcome to Gaia! ::

No, the Source Stone was not magic. It did not fix things, but it did take the edge off, and Naeria stilled as her energy was taken. Then she shifted so that she was laying all the way down in the grass, and she watched a few white, fluffy clouds make their way across the sky as Fae-Fae helped her breathe.

Even with all that, she still shook her head at Fae-Fae's message.



And, more than any anger, there was that fear in her eyes as she kept staring skyward. She knew how powerful the Commodore was, how violent he could be, how agitated the others had become that night in Negaspace when she'd raised even her small questions.

Was that where the fear stemmed from? It was possible, but it was also hard to pinpoint her emotions or be sure of things as she laid heavily against the ground, watching the sky with a measure of her energy gone.



She typed out the message and then laid her hands across her chest, too.

"You can keep playing your music," she said quietly, her eyes drifting shut. "I like listening."