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Tuyen had moved to stand close to Rita, half in front of her as the accusations flew. Even when Justin stopped Britney from going she stayed there. She, for one, could completely understand why Rita had hidden her abstraction from the others. They would’ve been suspicious of her the whole time.

But things got more on topic. Multiple plans were thrown around and Tuyen couldn’t help but shiver when the hound appeared, hand automatically going to the new mark on her wrist. It didn’t seem like he’d come to take anyone away but instead brought an alternative.

Just as bad as all the others, really. Always a risk of someone dying. 

She then winced as the Speaker approached in a horrible hallucination, flinching at their laughter and preaching about how they could achieve happiness. She scoffed at that thought. She would never achieve the happiness she wanted. Not that easily.

Still, giving in to the Glutton didn’t seem that bad. They glanced at their shadow, surprisingly silent for once. The intrusive whispers were background level self-loathing. Perhaps it was intimidated by the various higher powers around. She doubted it had that much self-awareness. But still, the decision was tough. It would be nice to be rid of her abstraction. 

Rien rubbed the back of their head with a frown. What the fuck? On one hand they could sacrifice a few people and possible ascend, on the other they could race against the clock to find some weird ass super power wielders. There was no way they wanted to fall in with Amethyst and that lot. Giving in to the Glutton was completely out of the question. Giving up wasn’t a phrase in Rien’s dictionary (unless it really suited them). 

“I vote for the ascension, getting greater power thing,” Rien said. “I agree with everything that Penny said. I trust everyone here cause we’ve been through some shit together, and we made it this far on our own. I think we gotta keep depending on ourselves and not others.”

“I also agree with Britney,” Caelea spoke up with a shrug. She still hated Britney’s guts, sorta, but it was definitely the best option. She was a firm believer in if you want something done, do it yourself. “I don’t trust other people who save us. I don’t think they will. I definitely don’t trust Amethyst at all, and I told her that myself. Penny’s right. Those of you who haven’t met her don’t know what she’s like… she’d kill any of us to get her way. So Ascension or whatever is the best way.”

Min frowned, listening to the others and inclining his head. What they all said made a certain amount of sense. He wouldn’t give in to the Glutton. Becoming a puppet seemed far worst than death. And the idea of Ascension seemed… appealing. But risky.

“I agree with Lynette,” Min gave a soft sigh, gaze moving to her. “The Wielders of White Light seem much more knowledgeable than us, and much less likely to mess everything up.”

Tuyen remained silent. She’d let the others decide and go along with it. Because honestly, she didn’t know what the best option was. She wasn’t even sure if she cared.