He peers at the pin, first. It's a good approximation, and his eyes flick to the real thing and back and he gives an approving little hm. (He is familiar with her work! - This is a polite way of saying he likes it very much.)
Lemm turns his full attention to the Whispering Root and sort of. Awkwardly inches his hand closer, until it touches. Like he's expecting something to happen.
The surface shimmers, he can see now that he's close. And that's all... ah, no. There's sound there somewhere. He tricked himself very quickly into thinking it was background noise.
He takes his hand back and rests it on his bag strap instead, puzzled.
"Sounds like voices," he reports, and he's even very unsure about that. "From far away. Or underwater. Can't make out a word, though." If he hadn't been looking for it he'd have missed it, maybe. "Guess you've seen others, then."
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Date: 2023-03-09 08:27 pm (UTC)Lemm turns his full attention to the Whispering Root and sort of. Awkwardly inches his hand closer, until it touches. Like he's expecting something to happen.
The surface shimmers, he can see now that he's close. And that's all... ah, no. There's sound there somewhere. He tricked himself very quickly into thinking it was background noise.
He takes his hand back and rests it on his bag strap instead, puzzled.
"Sounds like voices," he reports, and he's even very unsure about that. "From far away. Or underwater. Can't make out a word, though." If he hadn't been looking for it he'd have missed it, maybe. "Guess you've seen others, then."