The Star. Sundering. These don't seem unfamiliar terms. It meant star.... fitting, really. Gaia listens though her gaze narrows suspiciously when Elidibus claims that not all the 'Ascians' are from the time when they would be or rightly could be called as such.
But... isn't it possible? Other worlds exist, she knew that even before coming here. Why not other times as well? But after the man before her agrees to call her by nothing more than the name she game, Gaia is willing to relax a little bit. Talking seems to be the only thing that is wanted here. So she can talk.
"...Sometimes," she offers. "There were some people I knew that would refer to my world as the First. Though really, you might as well have called it Novrandt, for all that was left of it after the Flood."
That look cast at Elidibus which she follows it up with suggests she knows just why Floods were a thing.
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But... isn't it possible? Other worlds exist, she knew that even before coming here. Why not other times as well? But after the man before her agrees to call her by nothing more than the name she game, Gaia is willing to relax a little bit. Talking seems to be the only thing that is wanted here. So she can talk.
"...Sometimes," she offers. "There were some people I knew that would refer to my world as the First. Though really, you might as well have called it Novrandt, for all that was left of it after the Flood."
That look cast at Elidibus which she follows it up with suggests she knows just why Floods were a thing.