Re: gatsby: mingmei + solas
[His words...she closed her eyes as he spoke, picturing the images in her mind as it was happening at first. She didn't know the names, but she understood the concept. It was...very, eerily similar to what the Japanese did to her own people. However, her eyes opened again when she saw the fire start on his palm. She let out a small gasp of wonder without being able to stop it. Her attention was hooked, and she was focused on what she was seeing in front of her.]
I am sorry, though that doesn't sound right. [She paused, not sure if she should be apologizing or if even an apology would be enough.] I do not know why they did that, but I do know that people always want what they cannot have. It's not right to take it for themselves. Not all people are like that. My people, the Chinese, believed once that everyone having everything the same would make for a better world.
They weren't wrong, but they weren't right. [She smiled, sadly, not knowing those times wholly herself but knowing the stories from her parents. Her eyes went to his hand again, wondering, the curiosity there. How did he get the magic to work? What...how did the humans of his world decide to take it from them? Why not share?]
You still have the magic, though, Solas. Even as a human. Can you bring it back? [Such a simple answer, at least to Mingmei. She didn't know if it was possible or not.]