Taylor of The Light had a foul mouth.
Achilles replied to her shortly after her initial transmission settled into his awareness, keeping his external expression oriented toward the assembled entities around him while directing his response through whatever channel she had opened between them.
"What do you have planned?"
Her expression brightened immediately across the distance separating them, the shift visible even as she performed the same casual survey of the surrounding landscape that anyone observing her would read as idle situational awareness.
A flurry of transmissions arrived in his mind with the organized chaos of someone who thought faster than they edited.
"Okay! So, existence has begun talking to me about you as it says, Achilles, Adrastia, devours, assimilates, blah blah blah, but most importantly, THE Primordial Source is communicating that you can utilize Persevere, right?"
She paused for approximately no time at all before continuing.
