NEPHELE
Nephele certainly isn't expecting an apology, and surprise flits across her face - far too unused to hiding her expression when she isn't very expressive in the first place. Nonetheless, she nods her head obligingly and something thaws in her expression to indicate forgiveness. There's no point to her in verbalizing her approval, a waste of time when she can practically taste the promise of information on her tongue.
But first she must answer his questions to appease him enough to list her own. "Gods are believed to be capable of hearing all prayers and songs directed with intent towards their specific self. Whether that is true is unknown - I have never met Safrin directly." His wording is confusing to her, as their beliefs are not wholehearted fact, but hopefully it is a sufficient response. "You are a race that lives and wilts in a span we cannot easily comprehend. In your scope of lifeterms, yes. Children and adults alike participate, though children do so more vehemently." Usually due to older Fae becoming less amiable towards their peers, having fewer friends and greater things to do with their day. "Yes...though only temporarily. The sun has gone blackened for a few hours in various years, and it has served to increase festivities and efforts drastically to convince it not to do so again. A warning, perhaps." Unpredictable, though she's unaware of the reasoning behind the eclipses that have frightened her people so in her years.
But first she must answer his questions to appease him enough to list her own. "Gods are believed to be capable of hearing all prayers and songs directed with intent towards their specific self. Whether that is true is unknown - I have never met Safrin directly." His wording is confusing to her, as their beliefs are not wholehearted fact, but hopefully it is a sufficient response. "You are a race that lives and wilts in a span we cannot easily comprehend. In your scope of lifeterms, yes. Children and adults alike participate, though children do so more vehemently." Usually due to older Fae becoming less amiable towards their peers, having fewer friends and greater things to do with their day. "Yes...though only temporarily. The sun has gone blackened for a few hours in various years, and it has served to increase festivities and efforts drastically to convince it not to do so again. A warning, perhaps." Unpredictable, though she's unaware of the reasoning behind the eclipses that have frightened her people so in her years.
Someone is learning the colors
of all your moods
of all your moods
