"No, not quite," he agreed, a little sad for the world he had lost and the friends he would never have the chance to find again, but he had changed and found and gained too much on Caido to truly regret that loss. "It is. But I'm glad that I have a home here now." Simply stated, but all the more powerful for the simple truth of the words.
"From one bard to another, it'll be my pleasure to help if I can," he assured her with a smile, even though his previous interactions with Korbin hadn't been the rosiest. But given what he now knew, he didn't blame the young man for being a bit on the surly side, and he had a season to consider different options. It was Weaver stuck with a teenager's angst in close quarters for the coming months, and he saved some of his sympathy for her as well.
Her question on the expedition earned a rueful grin. "Of course not," he admitted, though not without a flicker of exasperation in his tone. "The young man in charge of the expedition did invite along two children of Rae though. I think he might have been over-reliant on their divine connections when the twins are... mm. From what I gathered, they might have the bodies of adults, but their minds are fairly fresh to the world." Delighted, curious, utterly captivated by the wonders of nature and all living things, but not necessarily experienced in the geology of specific regions.
"All the gods seem to be more involved than they used to be, from what I've heard and read," he agreed with Weaver's experience with the Eirachi. "Sometimes it's a personally comforting thing, but others..." The weight of the guardian sphere in his pocket hung heavy for a moment. "I wonder how many other gods there are, tucked away in various regions?" he mused thoughtfully. "Minor gods or major spirits, perhaps. To us mere mortals I suppose there's not much difference on how bad they can make our days if we piss them off."
"From one bard to another, it'll be my pleasure to help if I can," he assured her with a smile, even though his previous interactions with Korbin hadn't been the rosiest. But given what he now knew, he didn't blame the young man for being a bit on the surly side, and he had a season to consider different options. It was Weaver stuck with a teenager's angst in close quarters for the coming months, and he saved some of his sympathy for her as well.
Her question on the expedition earned a rueful grin. "Of course not," he admitted, though not without a flicker of exasperation in his tone. "The young man in charge of the expedition did invite along two children of Rae though. I think he might have been over-reliant on their divine connections when the twins are... mm. From what I gathered, they might have the bodies of adults, but their minds are fairly fresh to the world." Delighted, curious, utterly captivated by the wonders of nature and all living things, but not necessarily experienced in the geology of specific regions.
"All the gods seem to be more involved than they used to be, from what I've heard and read," he agreed with Weaver's experience with the Eirachi. "Sometimes it's a personally comforting thing, but others..." The weight of the guardian sphere in his pocket hung heavy for a moment. "I wonder how many other gods there are, tucked away in various regions?" he mused thoughtfully. "Minor gods or major spirits, perhaps. To us mere mortals I suppose there's not much difference on how bad they can make our days if we piss them off."
