Exhaustion makes it difficult to understand, and it's by the second haze that he thinks: perhaps, he has a sense of it. This grounding presence, defending islands, connected to each other, yes. One to the right. One below. To the left. To the centre.
The one from above, that, that makes less sense to him.
"I don't know that I understand. Is there meant for one of you to eventually guard the North?"
A pause, for any attempted answer from this exhausted defender.
Another two pulses in agreement, once, twice. For both questions, and then a brush of gratitude mingles in the air around Wei Wuxian. Perhaps later, some day, they will be able to speak better. But for now, Hemla wishes to convey as they can, what they can.
And at this time, their gratitude is endless, to know that their people on the islands will have aid.
"Got it. To some extent at least, I'll see about going East with some of the rest for the purpose of seeking out the four you named that direction." He gives stone hands a squeeze of reassurance he's not sure this one can feel, and smiles.
"We're a bunch of misfits, but we do more good in the scheme of things than ill. Whatever guidance you and yours are willing to offer will be welcomed with open arms."
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The one from above, that, that makes less sense to him.
"I don't know that I understand. Is there meant for one of you to eventually guard the North?"
A pause, for any attempted answer from this exhausted defender.
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He doesn't plan to ask much more. Conversing with the rest is going to help, and he shifts his gaze, looking East.
"Is there a way to the East that might assist with your energies, once we've reached out to those Forever Ones?"
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And at this time, their gratitude is endless, to know that their people on the islands will have aid.
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"We're a bunch of misfits, but we do more good in the scheme of things than ill. Whatever guidance you and yours are willing to offer will be welcomed with open arms."