Eilonwy thinks, taking in everything. She has nothing to compare that level of betrayal to- possibly just because of her age, but also just because of how Prydain itself operates. It's not as simple as 'all people are either good or evil', it's simply that the ones who are evil are easy to see. The Horned King hadn't wandered around looking normal, building relationships and then just one day decided to try to raise an army of the dead to subjugate every living area he came across.
But this story is obviously different, there's a layer to it she wasn't expecting but it's not a bad thing at all. As Li Lianhua described the argument and justifications, Eilonwy frowns. A fox mourning a rabbit sounds accurate. At thinking of the Horned King she blinked as the parallels snapped into place- ill fitting, but working enough. The same arrogance, the same justifications, the same gloating of an assured victory if the villain could just stop talking long enough to sit back and enjoy the spoils of his work.
But unlike what had happened during the fight with the Horned King there wasn't a familiar answer, but there was one. She pushes the memories of seeing the wood troll they'd befriended throwing himself into the cauldron after remarking of his lack of friends, coupled with her and Taran's yells of shock and hurt out of her mind and focuses.
Eilonwy is sensible perhaps more than she should be at times but being raised in the world she comes from there are a few things held above everything else. So in spite of her sensibility or perhaps to work along side it, she goes for an option that fits but also acknowledges the supernatural aspects. Switching to nothing but logic would be a disservice, but switching to nothing but magic wouldn't work, either. Another balancing act for both of them, but one that she's fine to handle as she metaphorically steps onto the rope above the entire universe Li Lanhua's woven out like a tapestry.
When she speaks, in spite of her expression being a mix of hurt and anger, her tone is resolute. She knows enough of what she'd want to have happen in this situation, even if the emotions behind it are decades ahead of her.
"They wouldn't have been able to, I don't think. Having someone that unrepentant, coupled with him denying everything that he'd done, trying to use pity to bury it and then getting angry for being discovered.." Eilonwy trails off and shakes her head. "Could the mirror be used to show everything he'd done? To force it out into the open so he couldn't deny anything? It would be hard to do that if the acts followed him everywhere, or his crimes were told to everyone quicker than he could deny things." Again she's leaning more to Prydain myth, specifically of a story of a Fae who cursed a human to have their true feelings be spoken every time they tried to lie.
Aware that Li Lianhua wouldn't know that, she clarifies. "That was one of the endings in a myth I heard when I was younger. Someone had magic put on them to where they had to always tell the truth, even if it was hurtful, because of how often they lied to benefit themselves. But if it wouldn't fit here, then by all means, pick one that does work."
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But this story is obviously different, there's a layer to it she wasn't expecting but it's not a bad thing at all. As Li Lianhua described the argument and justifications, Eilonwy frowns. A fox mourning a rabbit sounds accurate. At thinking of the Horned King she blinked as the parallels snapped into place- ill fitting, but working enough. The same arrogance, the same justifications, the same gloating of an assured victory if the villain could just stop talking long enough to sit back and enjoy the spoils of his work.
But unlike what had happened during the fight with the Horned King there wasn't a familiar answer, but there was one. She pushes the memories of seeing the wood troll they'd befriended throwing himself into the cauldron after remarking of his lack of friends, coupled with her and Taran's yells of shock and hurt out of her mind and focuses.
Eilonwy is sensible perhaps more than she should be at times but being raised in the world she comes from there are a few things held above everything else. So in spite of her sensibility or perhaps to work along side it, she goes for an option that fits but also acknowledges the supernatural aspects. Switching to nothing but logic would be a disservice, but switching to nothing but magic wouldn't work, either. Another balancing act for both of them, but one that she's fine to handle as she metaphorically steps onto the rope above the entire universe Li Lanhua's woven out like a tapestry.
When she speaks, in spite of her expression being a mix of hurt and anger, her tone is resolute. She knows enough of what she'd want to have happen in this situation, even if the emotions behind it are decades ahead of her.
"They wouldn't have been able to, I don't think. Having someone that unrepentant, coupled with him denying everything that he'd done, trying to use pity to bury it and then getting angry for being discovered.." Eilonwy trails off and shakes her head. "Could the mirror be used to show everything he'd done? To force it out into the open so he couldn't deny anything? It would be hard to do that if the acts followed him everywhere, or his crimes were told to everyone quicker than he could deny things." Again she's leaning more to Prydain myth, specifically of a story of a Fae who cursed a human to have their true feelings be spoken every time they tried to lie.
Aware that Li Lianhua wouldn't know that, she clarifies. "That was one of the endings in a myth I heard when I was younger. Someone had magic put on them to where they had to always tell the truth, even if it was hurtful, because of how often they lied to benefit themselves. But if it wouldn't fit here, then by all means, pick one that does work."