’ i agree that it was needed, though i worry for her abilities are.. almost a copy of mine, in a sorts, but, i worry too much, as she put it. ’ stephen scoffed, leaning a hip against the tree he stood by. he was the sorcerer supreme, his sole purpose was to be on his earth and protect it. but no, of course clea teleported him off world before he could so much as protest. ’ when are times not perilous, my friend? you speak this as if i were not used to such times. ’
“Then we are both said to suffer from the same affliction.” His lips tugged into a small, wry smile. His councilors always seemed to fret over his health, his near constant late nights and too early mornings. Such was the way of the protector, he supposed. "Ah, I suppose this is true. It is not often there are others that I may speak to whom have not become used to times as these.“