As Loren gave a somewhat vague explanation of the current state of affairs of leadership in Caido, it was the sigh that Aonghas took notice of. Power dynamics were rarely so straightforward where he was from so he supposed he shouldn’t be surprised that the same was true here. It also wasn’t unheard of to him that someone from foreign land would take power when and where they desired it. He couldn’t garner under what circumstances the Outlander had made herself queen but from how uncomfortable Loren appeared to be speaking about the subject Aonghas knew better than to press on with further questions. At least for now. He nodded along as Loren spoke, not giving away too much in his expression, mainly looking appreciative for the information being offered. ”Queen Wassex.” he repeated quietly and with an affirming nod, familiarising himself with the name.
As Loren continued, Aonghas cocked his head a little at the reappearance of the notion of not assuming to know what’s best for others. “Oh, I’m sure we all know better. That is, until someone else knows better than us.” An amused smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. It definitely was something that was true everywhere you go, he agreed with that. What was also true of most places was that when you were certain you knew better it was often wise to keep the machinations that stem from such thoughts to yourself.
Loren seemed genuinely pleased at Aonghas’ interest in the library, he returned the smile. However he had raised a very good point about being housed and settled first before doing anything else. ”Ah, yes. I think I’m getting a bit ahead of myself. My information offensive is only down to my lack of preparedness I’ve found myself in on arriving here." He repositioned himself so he was sat back in the chair. ”But I think you’re right. I should at least let the gravity of these new circumstances sink in first before ransacking your bookshelves.” He kept a light tone to his voice. It was true, it did sound like he was going to have a very long time to do as much reading as he wanted about Caido, he had only just arrived after all.
He glanced over at Loren who seemed brimming with pride as he spoke of Astra, and then craned his neck to look down at her antlers. She truly was a beautiful animal. He wondered if an animal was in fact all she was, or if perhaps she had another form. After a moment his gaze dropped again, as he quietly tried to focus on the magic that should have been coursing through him. After being brought into the office and Loren using his own magic to warm him, Aonghas felt that he should be at a reasonable level of comfort to make another attempt to reconnect with his abilities. Flexing out his fingers and then gently curling them back again as if limbering up to kick-start the magic flow. But he felt nothing.
Realising he had gone noticeably quiet he wondered if he should perhaps ask Loren about his magic. Even if he was aware there would be a curiosity as to the reasoning behind his question. Nevertheless he decided to break the silence. ”I hope this isn’t too blunt of me to ask but I was wondering… your magic. When you first arrived here, was everything in working order or did it take you time to adjust?” He picked his words as carefully as he could, still a little unsure about how it came across.
As Loren continued, Aonghas cocked his head a little at the reappearance of the notion of not assuming to know what’s best for others. “Oh, I’m sure we all know better. That is, until someone else knows better than us.” An amused smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. It definitely was something that was true everywhere you go, he agreed with that. What was also true of most places was that when you were certain you knew better it was often wise to keep the machinations that stem from such thoughts to yourself.
Loren seemed genuinely pleased at Aonghas’ interest in the library, he returned the smile. However he had raised a very good point about being housed and settled first before doing anything else. ”Ah, yes. I think I’m getting a bit ahead of myself. My information offensive is only down to my lack of preparedness I’ve found myself in on arriving here." He repositioned himself so he was sat back in the chair. ”But I think you’re right. I should at least let the gravity of these new circumstances sink in first before ransacking your bookshelves.” He kept a light tone to his voice. It was true, it did sound like he was going to have a very long time to do as much reading as he wanted about Caido, he had only just arrived after all.
He glanced over at Loren who seemed brimming with pride as he spoke of Astra, and then craned his neck to look down at her antlers. She truly was a beautiful animal. He wondered if an animal was in fact all she was, or if perhaps she had another form. After a moment his gaze dropped again, as he quietly tried to focus on the magic that should have been coursing through him. After being brought into the office and Loren using his own magic to warm him, Aonghas felt that he should be at a reasonable level of comfort to make another attempt to reconnect with his abilities. Flexing out his fingers and then gently curling them back again as if limbering up to kick-start the magic flow. But he felt nothing.
Realising he had gone noticeably quiet he wondered if he should perhaps ask Loren about his magic. Even if he was aware there would be a curiosity as to the reasoning behind his question. Nevertheless he decided to break the silence. ”I hope this isn’t too blunt of me to ask but I was wondering… your magic. When you first arrived here, was everything in working order or did it take you time to adjust?” He picked his words as carefully as he could, still a little unsure about how it came across.
