you should be sad

How did she feel about the change in command? It was hard to really say, and when it came to Theory it felt somehow even harder to open up. Maybe because part of her wanted to so badly that it scared her. For a moment she was silent and still, holding her breath until she found herself exhaling sharply. "Good. I mean - it's a good thing. Eligos wants to rule, and he has good ideas." Pyrrhic hadn't really wanted to rule, but nobody else had taken his throne, so he'd done what he had to in the face of the unknown. Had it been hard for him, she wondered? Ruling after his father's death? The thought made her feel vaguely uncomfortable, though she did her best to push it from her mind.

While part of her knew Theory understood just what she meant, it was hard to really elaborate on it. Her own suffering and trials felt somehow private, not like something she needed to share with anyone... even Theory, though part of her longed to open up to her. At least now she was starting to feel like there was a light at the end of the tunnel - there was a change for things to get better, for the Abraxas to grow stronger and prove their devotion to their God once again. Not once and for all, though, since she knew loyalty to their God wasn't a one-time offer; they needed to work toward salvation for the rest of their days, no matter the cost. Finally she let out another sigh, sinking a bit deeper as Theory rolled toward her, and finally reclining to her stomach so that the two of them were nearly on equal ground. Still Theory was taller than her, but at least she wasn't quite towering over her now.

"What motivates me?" Thalia repeated her question, feeling her mouth grow dry. It was a simple question, but it had more weight than Theory's light tone really implied. Or maybe their closeness was what made her tongue suddenly feel heavy. "My family, mostly, I suppose. Building an Empire for future generations to come." And being devoted to her God, but she wasn't quite sure how to say that in a way that didn't sound... strange. "And my God," she finally said, finding it important to mention even if Theory gave no weight to it at all. "What about you?" She tried to loosen her tone, to sound conversational, even if the light tone seemed strange coming from her own throat, as she twisted around to get a better look at her.