Oh, no. He's not getting away. Despite there being too-little space between them already, she's leaning in as if he has his own gravitational pull. Her need to seek out answers is almost literally turning physical. "So, wounds are a cause for dishonor?" It's a difference in culture, then. A bit of an extreme difference. Injuries happen in war- that's the entire point. To find them outright dishonorable seems a little intense.
Fascinating.
She's not as well-versed in sociology as she is in some other subjects, but she can't help wondering what sort of society could mold such a belief. Seems like for every question she gets an answer for, she comes up with four more to take its place.
Emily doesn't miss that suspiciously-scarred-looking eye of his, but she doesn't press that subject. Yet. Seems insensitive and possibly offensive, based on what he's told her so far. Best keep it simple and safe for now. "Really? There's no treatment for superficial wounds? Isn't it better to survive and fight more enemies on another day than it is to die from a loss of blood or an infected scratch that could have been healed? You lose a valuable fighter over something easily fixed. Isn't it inefficient?"
"It is better to raise strong sons that will not bring down their brothers in battle in such a way," N'tho says, a little snappishly. His back is to a wall here, his doubts too close for comfort.
By his own criteria, this makes him a weak son. His service now is more about penance for the shame he brings to his house than it is for honoring them. He can fight, he can do his job, but he will never have a place in an honor guard or hold his own in a position of authority on Sanghelios.
N'tho is a failure to 'Sraom, and the fear and uncertainty he's felt since he was wounded make him a failure to himself.
The human would not understand, he knows, so he attempts to push past this.
"Humans are more fragile than my people. I do not hold them to a Sangheili standard, but I will not hold myself to yours."
"Maybe." No mention of daughters, she notices, but that's almost to be expected. Could be a matter of the female half of the species being physically unable to fight. Sexual dimorphism is a hell of a thing. But it could also just as easily be a matter of this hyper-masculine logic having no room for females. Either one is a valid possibility, and she'll be sure to get to the bottom of that- at some point.
She's been momentarily side-tracked by the feats of the human body, currently. Good going, N'tho. "Yes! We are! But you wouldn't believe what the human body can recover from, it's amazing!" Yeah, that probably wasn't actually the most diplomatic or polite thing to say, but this is Dr. Grey. The one who gets genuinely excited by horrific, traumatic injuries. "Would you like to see some examples?" Emily, no.
"Is this something humans show guests?" N'tho asks. He's sort of alarmed. They just revel in pure, craven survival, don't they? This is sounding extremely possible to him.
"I will confess that I am somewhat out of my depth here, Doctor."
He shoots aliens, he doesn't talk to them usually.
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Fascinating.
She's not as well-versed in sociology as she is in some other subjects, but she can't help wondering what sort of society could mold such a belief. Seems like for every question she gets an answer for, she comes up with four more to take its place.
Emily doesn't miss that suspiciously-scarred-looking eye of his, but she doesn't press that subject. Yet. Seems insensitive and possibly offensive, based on what he's told her so far. Best keep it simple and safe for now. "Really? There's no treatment for superficial wounds? Isn't it better to survive and fight more enemies on another day than it is to die from a loss of blood or an infected scratch that could have been healed? You lose a valuable fighter over something easily fixed. Isn't it inefficient?"
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By his own criteria, this makes him a weak son. His service now is more about penance for the shame he brings to his house than it is for honoring them. He can fight, he can do his job, but he will never have a place in an honor guard or hold his own in a position of authority on Sanghelios.
N'tho is a failure to 'Sraom, and the fear and uncertainty he's felt since he was wounded make him a failure to himself.
The human would not understand, he knows, so he attempts to push past this.
"Humans are more fragile than my people. I do not hold them to a Sangheili standard, but I will not hold myself to yours."
That's diplomatic and polite, right?
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She's been momentarily side-tracked by the feats of the human body, currently. Good going, N'tho. "Yes! We are! But you wouldn't believe what the human body can recover from, it's amazing!" Yeah, that probably wasn't actually the most diplomatic or polite thing to say, but this is Dr. Grey. The one who gets genuinely excited by horrific, traumatic injuries. "Would you like to see some examples?" Emily, no.
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"I will confess that I am somewhat out of my depth here, Doctor."
He shoots aliens, he doesn't talk to them usually.