Quanil might have been watching Jigano and not paying attention to their tea, but Jigano was watching Quanil, taking note of their repeated dance of pain and distraction, the lack of learning from the stimulus, and he felt another pang of worry that he had done the wrong thing by accepting them so quickly. Curiosity was the primary required trait for being a Loreseeker, yes, but the second required trait was being able to keep oneself alive. That meant learning from mistakes, not making the same ones over and over again... and the newest Seeker was not making the best impression on that front.
But what was done was done, and at least within the Guild they would have some protections and assistance in case things got dangerous. No place in the Hollowed Grounds was safe, as the tragedy of Fiat Lux had proved, but perhaps the risks could be somewhat mitigated.
At hearing that they had nothing to trade he raised a brow, head tilted in curiosity. "What do you normally do to trade for food and clothing?" he asked. He'd met younger people than Quanil who had lost their families and scraped by on their own. Given the mention of mother and siblings earlier he had thought them part of a farming family in the Outskirts, though that covered quite a lot, in truth. "I assumed you had a farm out in the fields, but I didn't quite catch what your family grew?" He, too, lived in the Outskirts now, after all, in a farmhouse on the edge of woods and fields where he had learned a significant amount in the past year about the tending of goats and growing of rye and hay.
But what was done was done, and at least within the Guild they would have some protections and assistance in case things got dangerous. No place in the Hollowed Grounds was safe, as the tragedy of Fiat Lux had proved, but perhaps the risks could be somewhat mitigated.
At hearing that they had nothing to trade he raised a brow, head tilted in curiosity. "What do you normally do to trade for food and clothing?" he asked. He'd met younger people than Quanil who had lost their families and scraped by on their own. Given the mention of mother and siblings earlier he had thought them part of a farming family in the Outskirts, though that covered quite a lot, in truth. "I assumed you had a farm out in the fields, but I didn't quite catch what your family grew?" He, too, lived in the Outskirts now, after all, in a farmhouse on the edge of woods and fields where he had learned a significant amount in the past year about the tending of goats and growing of rye and hay.
