[The raft Connor takes is barely large enough to keep him afloat. He didn't much feel like dragging a proper raft across the desert for this, if he's being honest, but it doesn't matter. He sails across the lake to the temple, setting something on the altar and sitting. Waiting. There's a single flower set into the place where a candle should go, one white and one red.
When Balance appears, Connor tips his head toward his offering.]
That's for you. I wasn't sure what the proper offering would be, but it felt wrong to come empty-handed.
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When Balance appears, Connor tips his head toward his offering.]
That's for you. I wasn't sure what the proper offering would be, but it felt wrong to come empty-handed.