"I would, but it's alright," Jigano assured his erstwhile friend. "And if the letters are farther part it's harder for them to wander and switch places in front of your eyes, from what I understand of it." Not that the letters actually moved, but he'd heard it described as such from others. "And you came to me to learn. I might be a stick in the mud, but I'm not going to be an ass about it," he reassured the skinny thief. "It's my job to help you, not to make it harder. Besides, half of those noble jerks were probably lying about how much they could read," he added idly, gesturing with his bottle. "They just had people around to read things for them."
"The sea," Jigano repeated dreamily. "What was it like? I've read about it, and heard about it from others here, but my land was in the middle of a continent, far from the oceans."
He listened to Adam's dream curiously, a smile of delight crossing his face. "Maybe practice on the art?" he suggested. "And the handwriting a bit more," he added with a wry grin. "But I could let you do something with my hair some time! And I'll see about introducing you to Tarasha. They're a Fae who does tattoos. They might be able to help you get set up with inks and needles."
"The sea," Jigano repeated dreamily. "What was it like? I've read about it, and heard about it from others here, but my land was in the middle of a continent, far from the oceans."
He listened to Adam's dream curiously, a smile of delight crossing his face. "Maybe practice on the art?" he suggested. "And the handwriting a bit more," he added with a wry grin. "But I could let you do something with my hair some time! And I'll see about introducing you to Tarasha. They're a Fae who does tattoos. They might be able to help you get set up with inks and needles."
