Tal hadn't even considered the Ancient weakness against cold, and he blinked and then bit off a quiet fuck, half under his breath. "Ah... yeah, wasn't thinkin' about that," he admitted sheepishly. "Sorry, Maea. An' if we're asking other Ancients t'help... yeah, okay. I can see what y'mean." He chewed his lip in fierce thought for a moment and then gave a slow nod.
"Okay, Hak Etme can work," he decided slowly. "We'll do it in th'Suvahasi region. That'll be th'most like th'Greatwood an' t'other infected places anyways. Lots o' dangerous plants that want t'kill us while we're workin', even the non-Voidy ones."
As for 'when,' he glanced over at her wryly. "Soon as possible, I'm figurin'. I mean, y'see how fucked th'Greatwood is already. Longer we wait, th'more the infection gets entrenched. So, early in Flowerbirth as we can get everyone t'gether. What d'you think?"
"Okay, Hak Etme can work," he decided slowly. "We'll do it in th'Suvahasi region. That'll be th'most like th'Greatwood an' t'other infected places anyways. Lots o' dangerous plants that want t'kill us while we're workin', even the non-Voidy ones."
As for 'when,' he glanced over at her wryly. "Soon as possible, I'm figurin'. I mean, y'see how fucked th'Greatwood is already. Longer we wait, th'more the infection gets entrenched. So, early in Flowerbirth as we can get everyone t'gether. What d'you think?"
