"Of course! Just - here, have a seat, I will be back in a few minutes..." She gestures vaguely at the rug and then rises and heads out. 

Ma'ar shifts a bit closer to Aza. 

:What do you think so far?: he asks her, in private Mindspeech. 

:I don't... like it? I mean, I don't have to, She's theirs not mine, but there's something creepy about it honestly. Maybe if she comes back with a list of very smart policy decisions I will relax a bit but as it stands it does look worryingly like they're pets:

:...Makes me wonder a little if pets have conversations like this with each other. Or farm animals. And if some of them - like it - and others don't...: 

:Well, you could ask an Animal Mindspeaker:

:That's a good idea! Do you know any?: 

:Not personally but they exist! All kinds of Gifted people show up at the Tower, there must be some around:

:I'll ask the Healers if they know any or know who I should ask:

A pause. 

:I...sort of get it, maybe? Why...someone might want to belong to a god, even if it meant they were like a pet. If you were scared, and - there was a way you thought you could be safe...: 

An uncomfortable shrug. :I'm - not sure it makes less sense to me than - how people trust their parents to look after them: 

:I guess it's sort of like that, but - kids grow up and good parents let the relationship change:

:...I guess that does make it different, that - in the usual order of things, children grow up into - the same sort of thing as their parents. And farm animals and humans who worship gods...don't grow up to be like those...: Shrug. :I don't know. For all we know maybe the gods would be delighted if humans grew up and could work with them as allies instead of little ones: 

:I notice that I will be surprised if Sunhawk comes back with a list of policies the Star-Eyed pushed of which number seven is something aimed at turning humans into gods:

:Me too, I think: 

And then Summerhawk is back, carrying an armful of books. 

"Wow, that's a bunch - Ma'ar checked the Tower library and it was sparser on this topic."

"Oh, would you two like to borrow some of these? You are so curious!" 

"Maybe! What's in them?"

"Our histories as a people! I am afraid that for the most part they are very dry and repetitive, but - all the questions that you were asking, the most true answers known by mortals are to be found here." 

And she sets the books down on the low table and starts riffling through them. 

Aza comes around and peers over her shoulder.

Summerhawk seems to know the texts well and is mostly flipping through too fast for her to catch anything. 

"...Ah, here we are - you wanted political advice or policy decisions, right? This is one historical case - a shaman of our people received a vision from Her, of - various cryptic but clearly bad events happening in conjunction with a particular candidate for the clan leadership. The clan chose a different candidate and the next decades went well instead." 

"What were the cryptic bad events?"

"I did say 'cryptic', but - hmm, let me look..." She stares at the book, flips to the next page. "A vision of women held hostage at swordpoint and - forced to do humiliating acts by an enemy - a different vision of dead babies -"

"Wow. What did the guy she expected to get babies killed think of all this?"

"The book does not really say." 

"It seems like that would really suck, having everybody associate you with visions like that just because you wouldn't have made a good leader! Would people not take her seriously if she used... words? She has avatars in the spirit world, right, even if she can't just send a letter."

"She has Foresight that sees further than humans can, right? Perhaps She saw that merely a warning in words from an avatar would not suffice to avert the bad events."