Bastien
Hearing Wessex approach behind them was a surprise, though Bastien was beginning to grow used to how she often seemed like she could appear from nowhere; it was one of the woman's special talents. "An orb, right." He nodded, pretending he understood everything that meant; he was sure he'd still be able to help regardless; he'd just been too busy with his community work to know all the details of the big picture of the quest.As for the explorers guild, he nodded and smiled. "Wonderful. It may not be wise to begin any exploration until Flowerbirth, but I could do with an excuse to leave the Grounds more often. I love this town, but...perhaps I am too far sunk into my memories now." Being reminded of Rexanna all day, every day was a blessing and a curse, and he couldn't argue that it might be a good idea to go on some trips elsewhere.
Following Henry through the woods, he noticed the familiarity with which the young man took the path. He had been that way with the alleys and streets of Venice, once, able to find his way home with his eyes shut; he had not quite yet reached that point with the Grounds, though he was getting close. Were he to somehow get back to Venice, would he still have those directions, he wondered?
Thoughts paused by Henry's question, he tapped his chin as he considered it. "Perhaps the end. Cover a wide area with the Voice's influence, from the Shrine to the edge of the trees."
What God doesn't give to you
You've got to go and get for yourself
