Sohalia
It was funny, sometimes, how fate worked out. She'd just so happened to run into Mateo's best friend, who just so happened to like non-fiction books. The information on Everest's father slid past Soh's attention as she focused more on what he had brought home to read. "Me too!" Soh squealed. "Although I'm more into histories and books about geography than medical texts." She shrugged, as if to say, to-may-to, to-mah-to. "As you can imagine, I've done quite a bit of research on Caido and its landscape."
So, too, did she have her own shift. She smiled again, positively gleeful at all they appeared to have in common. What a nice surprise, to stumble upon Everest - and when she had been so wary of him, too! It was a subconscious balm to Soh's soul; having lost such faith in the goodness of people since The Incident, meeting someone as nice as Everest helped her healing tremendously. "Mine's a snowy owl, so I know what you mean," she agreed. Then she made a face. "And mapmaking from memory is not something I'd recommend." Not that she hadn't tried, of course. It had just ended with a rather useless attempt at a map. It was much easier to draw landscapes from memory - and she did that, selling them as fine art from her little shop when she could only access an area from the air.
So, too, did she have her own shift. She smiled again, positively gleeful at all they appeared to have in common. What a nice surprise, to stumble upon Everest - and when she had been so wary of him, too! It was a subconscious balm to Soh's soul; having lost such faith in the goodness of people since The Incident, meeting someone as nice as Everest helped her healing tremendously. "Mine's a snowy owl, so I know what you mean," she agreed. Then she made a face. "And mapmaking from memory is not something I'd recommend." Not that she hadn't tried, of course. It had just ended with a rather useless attempt at a map. It was much easier to draw landscapes from memory - and she did that, selling them as fine art from her little shop when she could only access an area from the air.
these aching memories still dance around me
