"'Cus I like bein' called Kai, an' people like callin' me that." It's a straightforward answer to a straightforward question. You do not have to ask what a loreseeker is - you can piece it together we'll enough from the name. You're not stupid (usually). More interesting than what is why. "Why are you the leader of 'em? What role d'ya fill in the social structure of the community?" From behind thick lashes your honey-brown eyes are wide and curious, though they quickly drift back to the mud in your hands.
It seems it is the Jigano's turn to kneel in the mud and ask questions while you stand and observe, which suits you fine. Shaping your handful of moist earth into a ball, you begin to throw it between your hands, grinning as it parachutes a little on its descent. "Me an' my twin sister - Oia'i'o - we're assigned to learn about the Hollowed Grounds an' all the livin' things in it," you explain. "By Rae. We're s'posed to see how three hundred and eight years beneath the barrier altered the ecosystem." You've long since given up attempting to obscure your purpose and background: you and Oia are both terrible liars, and besides, people seem more willing to assist your observations if they know they're connected to your Dama.
The Jigano is making excellent headway with the mud, much to your delight. That the mud isn't normal is worth noting, though you find yourself more interested in his familiarity with the Grounds, both before and after the barrier. "Were you here when the barrier was up? Have there been any significant changes to the environment since it came down? Did you undergo any major changes when you came through from your - uh - 'Numeria'?"
It seems it is the Jigano's turn to kneel in the mud and ask questions while you stand and observe, which suits you fine. Shaping your handful of moist earth into a ball, you begin to throw it between your hands, grinning as it parachutes a little on its descent. "Me an' my twin sister - Oia'i'o - we're assigned to learn about the Hollowed Grounds an' all the livin' things in it," you explain. "By Rae. We're s'posed to see how three hundred and eight years beneath the barrier altered the ecosystem." You've long since given up attempting to obscure your purpose and background: you and Oia are both terrible liars, and besides, people seem more willing to assist your observations if they know they're connected to your Dama.
The Jigano is making excellent headway with the mud, much to your delight. That the mud isn't normal is worth noting, though you find yourself more interested in his familiarity with the Grounds, both before and after the barrier. "Were you here when the barrier was up? Have there been any significant changes to the environment since it came down? Did you undergo any major changes when you came through from your - uh - 'Numeria'?"
there's no time to be bored
in a world as beautiful as this
in a world as beautiful as this
