"It's just that…" Levy said quietly, voice low and almost breathless, "…getting boons from those shitty gods comes with a price."
Aurora, who had been staring at the dull blue stones of the cage floor, snapped her head toward him with clear surprise. "A boon?" she repeated, stunned. "You received a boon too?"
The way she asked it carried a spark.. a sudden flicker of connection. Because she have a boon too. And the rarity of that alone made the moment feel strangely intimate, as if they had just discovered a secret thread tying their fates together.
But that brief spark dimmed when Levy shook his head lightly.
"Well, not me exactly," Levy said, tone softening. "But my ancestors. Just like yours. The difference is… we don't receive it individually. It gets passed down every generation whether we want it or not. And honestly? It's not really a good thing if you ask me. I think you'd be aware of that feeling too."
