Vai listened with the patience of a fellow story-teller, absorbing the tale without interrupting to ask for questions or clarification. From the way Jigano spoke (and merely by the look of him, in fact), it wasn't an easy explanation to give, and so the less she drew it out the better.
She had heard tell of what had happened at the Spire, but it was mostly to do with those who ascended it rather than those who went below. This, then, proved a more valuable story than previously thought, and her blue eyes narrowed a touch as he moved on to the tulmhainar and the memories it sustained itself on.
"I confess, I know only what happened to Safrin in regards to what was achieved," she murmured. "And even then, only in bits and pieces. I'm to understand that the goddess broke through the Spire at great personal cost."
She had heard tell of what had happened at the Spire, but it was mostly to do with those who ascended it rather than those who went below. This, then, proved a more valuable story than previously thought, and her blue eyes narrowed a touch as he moved on to the tulmhainar and the memories it sustained itself on.
"I confess, I know only what happened to Safrin in regards to what was achieved," she murmured. "And even then, only in bits and pieces. I'm to understand that the goddess broke through the Spire at great personal cost."
