A nod. He might consider stepping back from this read if things get any more complicated. Getting to look at the Hunter's Journal doesn't seem like a one-time-only opportunity. Stopping midway has never felt necessary before, but this, with the cracked Vessel and the strange icy feeling in his chest when he'd seen their horns, came surprisingly close.
Lemm doesn't think he needs to say be careful down there. Or impress upon them that he thinks it's a bad idea - that would be hypocritical. He just nods, and at the mention of Nosk he skips back a bit to double-check the image. It's on a second pass he realises what he took for mandibles are an eerily familiar set of horns, upside-down. This earns a displeased hum.
After reading the final line he glances again at where they're pointing on the map, thinks about it, then gives an even look up at the Knight. Is, they'd said.
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Lemm doesn't think he needs to say be careful down there. Or impress upon them that he thinks it's a bad idea - that would be hypocritical. He just nods, and at the mention of Nosk he skips back a bit to double-check the image. It's on a second pass he realises what he took for mandibles are an eerily familiar set of horns, upside-down. This earns a displeased hum.
After reading the final line he glances again at where they're pointing on the map, thinks about it, then gives an even look up at the Knight. Is, they'd said.
He doesn't say much, just: "Will we visit?"