"Dreams or nightmares or possible futures that will never come to pass... is there much difference between them?" he asked wryly. Though if they did come to pass, well, they hadn't received enough to know what it all meant. Not for now, at least. Augury always looked better in hindsight, though, vague answers suddenly taking on additional meaning when placed in a greater context that wasn't generally visible at the time. "Dark waters could mean anything, for me; the Oasis, the Drop, the ocean... though black scales might mean the rise of some rival or... Coffee..." he trailed off at the memory of Adam's dragon, shoulders sagging a little at the reminder of the loss.
Shaking his head he turned to look at Maea as she traded her clean (if damp) faux-stump seat for the muddy ground. Her question brought a faint frown to his face and a slow nod. "They did. To keep the portals from being used for ill, and to stop further portals from being opened." He shrugged wryly. "Though so long as the storms remain in place, I can understood why most people want to use them anyways, regardless of their association with the Ascended."
He smiled down at her, looking at her closely for the first time in what felt like a season. "But using them has certainly given you a youthful glow," he teased gently. "You look like you've shed years since I saw you last!"
Shaking his head he turned to look at Maea as she traded her clean (if damp) faux-stump seat for the muddy ground. Her question brought a faint frown to his face and a slow nod. "They did. To keep the portals from being used for ill, and to stop further portals from being opened." He shrugged wryly. "Though so long as the storms remain in place, I can understood why most people want to use them anyways, regardless of their association with the Ascended."
He smiled down at her, looking at her closely for the first time in what felt like a season. "But using them has certainly given you a youthful glow," he teased gently. "You look like you've shed years since I saw you last!"
