[ Matt nods thoughtfully, frowning in a way that gives the impression he's cramming for a test. Blame his tendency to open himself to whatever metaphysical current comes his way--at least to see what it's all about--but he can't believe Cyrus or Yima would lie. Still, he appreciates the undergirding of logic and motivation here.
Strangely, perhaps, he perks up at the mention of a sketchy mage.
I'm a mage, he's about to say, though he might correct to witch. But even though he appreciates his new companion's information--and rescue from eldritch drowning--and despite what he's already said about his world, he keeps the fragment of self-revelation quiet for now. Logical or not, it feels like a shield. ]
Something new, [ he muses, a touch rueful. ] That's what the Lady Yima's all about, right? Moving existence towards a new cycle?
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Strangely, perhaps, he perks up at the mention of a sketchy mage.
I'm a mage, he's about to say, though he might correct to witch. But even though he appreciates his new companion's information--and rescue from eldritch drowning--and despite what he's already said about his world, he keeps the fragment of self-revelation quiet for now. Logical or not, it feels like a shield. ]
Something new, [ he muses, a touch rueful. ] That's what the Lady Yima's all about, right? Moving existence towards a new cycle?