Bestial Pursuit(s)

"Was it a big decision, for you?"

Minoth cocked his head in mild, inviting inquisition as if he hadn't just been listening to Nia ramble, though largely to herself, about her intermundial foibles for the past seven-odd minutes - maybe not in any kind of discernible detail, granted, but the stream of information had been there.

"To...give yourself up, like that. To stop being alone."

Apparently Nia was choosing to discount the fact that she'd not been alone...ever, really, if you saw Dromarch as something other than an extension of Nia's very being, but indeed not for at least a year, since Rex and Pyra had found her. Then there was Jin, before that, but Minoth could see how that period might most easily be extricated from consideration.

To stop being alone. To stop being independent.

His "own initiative" had been a big part of that, of course. Addam and Lora had done the rest.

Well. Addam and Flora had done the rest. As Nia was implying.