His words bring them sharply back to themselves, though they hardly show it. But he isn't speaking to them, and they nearly lose focus, part of his murmurs fading to white noise--a Vessel has no need to retain information not given to it, though it isn't entirely avoidable--until he again addresses them directly.
Once more, a question. They angle their head to look, and...it's another somewhat difficult query, but not in the same way that leaves their chest disgustingly full and horribly empty at once.
The Pale King was not one to give awards in person, and they were often with the Pale King or the quieter wings of the Palace, but they can almost recognize the shape of them, and the words. Fairly simple medals, but engraved with personalized symbols of Valor and the City, by the Watcher himself. A noble would not settle for less than something ornate and boasting how much of Geo donated from the troves they coveted so.
They do not wa--
--lifting the quill will likely end in another mess. A different solution must be presented.
Their hand raises, slow and careful to avoid bumping anything, and then lashes downward in a mimic of a Nail-strike.
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Once more, a question. They angle their head to look, and...it's another somewhat difficult query, but not in the same way that leaves their chest disgustingly full and horribly empty at once.
The Pale King was not one to give awards in person, and they were often with the Pale King or the quieter wings of the Palace, but they can almost recognize the shape of them, and the words. Fairly simple medals, but engraved with personalized symbols of Valor and the City, by the Watcher himself. A noble would not settle for less than something ornate and boasting how much of Geo donated from the troves they coveted so.
They do not wa--
--lifting the quill will likely end in another mess. A different solution must be presented.
Their hand raises, slow and careful to avoid bumping anything, and then lashes downward in a mimic of a Nail-strike.