She probably ought to pick Jigano’s brain more regularly. He was a wealth of largely willing information, it seemed. More so than Deimos, who did answer, but in his way. Which is to say, with only five words and no details. Sometimes the details were helpful. ”Do you know what exactly they are?” she asks, curious what sort of monsters they might be. Halo was full of monsters, after all, but nothing like that. No, they simply dealt with hungry predators, beasties that lived in a state of constant starvation.
His information on the Voice is equally useful and interesting. Again, more than anyone else ever bothers to give her. She listens, more questions popping into her mind, though she doesn’t ask them until he finishes. ”Why did she unleash the Blight?” she asks, one of the many things she’d heard only in pieces. After all, Weaver had still been trapped in Halo, and even when the portals first opened, she’d kept to herself and ignored them. These changes seemed so unlikely a thing to stick that they’d just pretended it would all go away as quickly as it had come, though clearly, that was not the case. ”The Mathair? I’ve heard of it, though only in fairy stories told to children, so I assume they are largely tall tales now.”
He has very few comments to the mention of Korofi, and she cannot help but wonder at that. Sunjata is not universally liked, she is learning, though she cannot be sure here. Maybe there’s simply nothing to say. ”His new boxing ring in Torchline,” she says at the question of its name. ”Man seems to like to build and then leave others to run it.” Though he was running the boxing ring, at least for now.
His information on the Voice is equally useful and interesting. Again, more than anyone else ever bothers to give her. She listens, more questions popping into her mind, though she doesn’t ask them until he finishes. ”Why did she unleash the Blight?” she asks, one of the many things she’d heard only in pieces. After all, Weaver had still been trapped in Halo, and even when the portals first opened, she’d kept to herself and ignored them. These changes seemed so unlikely a thing to stick that they’d just pretended it would all go away as quickly as it had come, though clearly, that was not the case. ”The Mathair? I’ve heard of it, though only in fairy stories told to children, so I assume they are largely tall tales now.”
He has very few comments to the mention of Korofi, and she cannot help but wonder at that. Sunjata is not universally liked, she is learning, though she cannot be sure here. Maybe there’s simply nothing to say. ”His new boxing ring in Torchline,” she says at the question of its name. ”Man seems to like to build and then leave others to run it.” Though he was running the boxing ring, at least for now.
