...they had been offered a chance to stay for a reason. It certainly hadn't been the local kedan's idea, judging by initial re-welcoming receptions. And Midii had a hard time believing that it was meant to be a reward for those who had nothing left to go back home to. Not when new people were still arriving.
She was convinced there was more to the story. Because there was always more to the story.
And she wanted to be as prepared as possible. If that meant learning a bit of magic, well...
"The only way to guarantee that nobody's ever hurt because of you is to do nothing. Say nothing." If I had stayed home with Papa and the boys, then the soldiers wouldn't have been killed. But then we would have had no money for food and medicine. "I'm...not sure I can do that."
Even that day, her first instinct hadn't been to hide. (Well, okay, she'd hid under the table while the explosions were going off.) Once Robin had gotten her out, she'd headed for the nearest immobilized victim. Administering what little first aid she knew. And it had helped.
(It had also earned her Robin's--and, subsequently--Damian's trust and respect. Not that she was ever given the chance to find that out.)
Each time the subject came up, she continued to think back to that day.
"They can either send us away for good, or let us help like...I think we're supposed to."
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...they had been offered a chance to stay for a reason. It certainly hadn't been the local kedan's idea, judging by initial re-welcoming receptions. And Midii had a hard time believing that it was meant to be a reward for those who had nothing left to go back home to. Not when new people were still arriving.
She was convinced there was more to the story. Because there was always more to the story.
And she wanted to be as prepared as possible. If that meant learning a bit of magic, well...
"The only way to guarantee that nobody's ever hurt because of you is to do nothing. Say nothing." If I had stayed home with Papa and the boys, then the soldiers wouldn't have been killed. But then we would have had no money for food and medicine. "I'm...not sure I can do that."
Even that day, her first instinct hadn't been to hide. (Well, okay, she'd hid under the table while the explosions were going off.) Once Robin had gotten her out, she'd headed for the nearest immobilized victim. Administering what little first aid she knew. And it had helped.
(It had also earned her Robin's--and, subsequently--Damian's trust and respect. Not that she was ever given the chance to find that out.)
Each time the subject came up, she continued to think back to that day.
"They can either send us away for good, or let us help like...I think we're supposed to."