Sheeana hid any trepidation she might feel behind her trademark smartass smirk. She didn't talk about how Mother Superiors in her time had a habit of not coming back from important missions. What a strangely un-Bene Gesserit thing to say...
"You're turning into a worrier, Sister. There are only two possible outcomes, I live or I die. The former is more likely though, since I will be with Luq Skaiwaqer." Her comment reminded her of something. "If I am lucky, I will have a chance to, though you are welcome to as many as you wish. However..." She reached behind her and retrieved one of the hunter-seekers. It hung like a giant dead silverfish in her hand. She handed it to her.
"For good luck."
And beneath it in handsign: "If he attempts to bind the city in snow, use this on the deity. It may not kill him but it will at least slow him down until you can figure out how."
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"You're turning into a worrier, Sister. There are only two possible outcomes, I live or I die. The former is more likely though, since I will be with Luq Skaiwaqer." Her comment reminded her of something. "If I am lucky, I will have a chance to, though you are welcome to as many as you wish. However..." She reached behind her and retrieved one of the hunter-seekers. It hung like a giant dead silverfish in her hand. She handed it to her.
"For good luck."
And beneath it in handsign: "If he attempts to bind the city in snow, use this on the deity. It may not kill him but it will at least slow him down until you can figure out how."