Roland offers quietly, a dangerous edge creeping into his voice once more. The tension returns full force, traveling up his spine, settling into his broad shoulders. He pats the hand that holds Inigo's twice before settling back into his own grip, tightly pressing one over the other in a quiet fidget. He takes his time answering Inigo, wondering how best to put it without alarming him. His brows furrow when Roland finally finds his voice.
"Nita was there too. Did you see her?" He says, steadily. "She and two others saw the memories of the previous group of void missionaries. The previous Voidtreckers. I think that might be why we had to go through this. Maybe. The endgame was for someone to see those memories in particular." He swallows thickly. "I asked to see them myself. So Nita shared them with me."
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Roland offers quietly, a dangerous edge creeping into his voice once more. The tension returns full force, traveling up his spine, settling into his broad shoulders. He pats the hand that holds Inigo's twice before settling back into his own grip, tightly pressing one over the other in a quiet fidget. He takes his time answering Inigo, wondering how best to put it without alarming him. His brows furrow when Roland finally finds his voice.
"Nita was there too. Did you see her?" He says, steadily. "She and two others saw the memories of the previous group of void missionaries. The previous Voidtreckers. I think that might be why we had to go through this. Maybe. The endgame was for someone to see those memories in particular." He swallows thickly. "I asked to see them myself. So Nita shared them with me."