The secrets of said origami made his eyes widen, as if he’d never considered the issue being the paper itself, rather than the horrendous techniques and lack of forbearance. “Oh, okay!” Taking this as solemn, sage advice, he nodded. “Thank you! I can write you letters too, if you want! I’ve been practicing those!” Unless, of course, like many documents and parchment found going his way, the Maverick might toss the portions aside. “I’m getting pretty good at spelling.”
Monsters seemed to have gained an interest, despite the disappointment that none were raging through the market at this hour. “Yeah. Something about ROUs. I think.” He’d been half-listening, half-eavesdropping until he could burst out and invite himself to Torchline. “It’d be kinda funny to have gigantic rats running through here though.” In the painfully amusing way and probably not the infested disease-ridden way; or just a child’s whims of adventure who’d yet to experience the devastating divisions of Caido.
Moving aside as the Maverick does, Erebos inched a little closer to his father, who seemed to be jotting down a large portion of notes. Distracted immediately by the thought of that overly large bonfire in the Grounds, the excitement flickered over his features once more. “Oh yeah! I’ve seen it!" His arms made a gigantic motion, and sounds unfurled from his mouth like spitting and crackling fire and then echoes of a whoosh, with box in tow, as if to encompass the expanse and reach of said bonfire. "Can you guys really move right through it?”
Monsters seemed to have gained an interest, despite the disappointment that none were raging through the market at this hour. “Yeah. Something about ROUs. I think.” He’d been half-listening, half-eavesdropping until he could burst out and invite himself to Torchline. “It’d be kinda funny to have gigantic rats running through here though.” In the painfully amusing way and probably not the infested disease-ridden way; or just a child’s whims of adventure who’d yet to experience the devastating divisions of Caido.
Moving aside as the Maverick does, Erebos inched a little closer to his father, who seemed to be jotting down a large portion of notes. Distracted immediately by the thought of that overly large bonfire in the Grounds, the excitement flickered over his features once more. “Oh yeah! I’ve seen it!" His arms made a gigantic motion, and sounds unfurled from his mouth like spitting and crackling fire and then echoes of a whoosh, with box in tow, as if to encompass the expanse and reach of said bonfire. "Can you guys really move right through it?”
erebos
and then we dream so much
