[ Abel's brow furrows further as he feels rather than hears Dextera tell him of the churning sea of his discontent, his trepidation. how could anyone not feel for their friend feeling caught in such a current...?
his hand gently, lightly, settles at Dextera's shoulder; the priest gives it a tentative squeeze. ]
...Do you know what the Pleroma is? What it really is?
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his hand gently, lightly, settles at Dextera's shoulder; the priest gives it a tentative squeeze. ]
...Do you know what the Pleroma is? What it really is?