There was no shame in being an idiot - at least not judging by Papillion's reaction, watching the raven giggle and wheeze, not so much batting an eye as a familiar voice entered her thoughts, the grin unbroken on her face.
She did not respond immediately, however, staring at the bird with a strange fixation, head cocking first one way then the next. Wetting her lips she finally called out. "Mister Silversmith, you know, I've never flown. That's a trick you've got there, you wouldn't mind showin' me, would ya?" It had never occurred to her that she could simply be something other than herself - the practical applications of such a skill were, well, limitless! "Are you you going to come down here or will I have to go up there? You just say, Mister Silversmith!" She hoped she sounded eager and dedicated enough to become a student in the Sage's heathen ways.
She did not respond immediately, however, staring at the bird with a strange fixation, head cocking first one way then the next. Wetting her lips she finally called out. "Mister Silversmith, you know, I've never flown. That's a trick you've got there, you wouldn't mind showin' me, would ya?" It had never occurred to her that she could simply be something other than herself - the practical applications of such a skill were, well, limitless! "Are you you going to come down here or will I have to go up there? You just say, Mister Silversmith!" She hoped she sounded eager and dedicated enough to become a student in the Sage's heathen ways.
