"Huh. Y'mean, like, printed on th'rinds...?" Tal's nose wrinkled up as he tried to imagine words formed from pigment or maybe raised in nutty wrinkles like the outside of a walnut, and whatever vision popped into his head made him shiver. "...Okay, yeah, that'd be creepy," he agreed.
Of course Sah flaunted his magic and did it the easy way, but Tal consoled himself with the knowledge that his seed would know that it had been planted with confusion love and watered with sweat and hard work. He set it gently into the hole he'd been digging, focused on the task and oblivious to his friend's blank look. He heard the sigh, though, and as he covered the seed over he glanced back to the hunter before pushing the dirt back over it and patting it down flat.
"That's good," he affirmed confidently. "Th'not obsessin' part. An' the talkin' part." Even if it had the 'kind of' caveat on it. Tal knew how conversations with the Honeybee could be, even before he'd fucked up at the Hanged Man. He joined Sah in standing and dusting himself off. "Figure you're better off'n me. She pro'bly still does want my head," he added, and it was his turn to look a bit glum.
It only lasted for a moment though before he shook it off and retrieved his shovel. "Ready t'head back? Y'can tell me how th'kids are doin' while we fly." Well, he had a pretty good idea of how Soleil was doing at least since they were in the same guild. "What's Luka up to these days, anyways?"
Of course Sah flaunted his magic and did it the easy way, but Tal consoled himself with the knowledge that his seed would know that it had been planted with confusion love and watered with sweat and hard work. He set it gently into the hole he'd been digging, focused on the task and oblivious to his friend's blank look. He heard the sigh, though, and as he covered the seed over he glanced back to the hunter before pushing the dirt back over it and patting it down flat.
"That's good," he affirmed confidently. "Th'not obsessin' part. An' the talkin' part." Even if it had the 'kind of' caveat on it. Tal knew how conversations with the Honeybee could be, even before he'd fucked up at the Hanged Man. He joined Sah in standing and dusting himself off. "Figure you're better off'n me. She pro'bly still does want my head," he added, and it was his turn to look a bit glum.
It only lasted for a moment though before he shook it off and retrieved his shovel. "Ready t'head back? Y'can tell me how th'kids are doin' while we fly." Well, he had a pretty good idea of how Soleil was doing at least since they were in the same guild. "What's Luka up to these days, anyways?"
