The quip gets a little half-nod. "Hmm..." They don't seem like they want to tackle this with her input right now, so she makes her exit with another vague suggestion she doesn't expect an answer to: "You might try meditation. Now, Relic Seeker - "
Having been idly distracted by the Knight's writing, Lemm jerks to look at her.
"- you seem disoriented!" She sounds deliberately good-humoured. "I am curious... What questions do you have for a Seer?"
...As always Lemm isn't pleased to have that pointed out. He wonders, briefly, what she can see of him - that's not a helpful thought and is crushed quickly.
"They might not be for a Seer," he admits, somewhat gruffly. He loosens his deathgrip on the bag, now that he realises he's doing it. "For a Moth, though, I've quite a few. Depends what you're willing to share."
She doesn't fidget much in the first place, but there's a noticeable difference when Seer goes still.
"...Aah..." She's contemplative, at first. Eventually she asks: "A Relic Seeker... Your lot are historians?"
"This one is." There is an implied can't speak for everyone.
"Then I'll have to disappoint you."
Lemm frowns. "You said you didn't have secrets."
"Secrets are different, I think, from things that simply ought not to be remembered."
...Lemm has never looked more deeply offended in his life. Blindsided by that sentence, he can't seem to form a response. Seer in turn just stares mildly back at him.
The Knight may actually have to step in here. There is a solid chance Lemm is about to take that personally.
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Having been idly distracted by the Knight's writing, Lemm jerks to look at her.
"- you seem disoriented!" She sounds deliberately good-humoured. "I am curious... What questions do you have for a Seer?"
...As always Lemm isn't pleased to have that pointed out. He wonders, briefly, what she can see of him - that's not a helpful thought and is crushed quickly.
"They might not be for a Seer," he admits, somewhat gruffly. He loosens his deathgrip on the bag, now that he realises he's doing it. "For a Moth, though, I've quite a few. Depends what you're willing to share."
She doesn't fidget much in the first place, but there's a noticeable difference when Seer goes still.
"...Aah..." She's contemplative, at first. Eventually she asks: "A Relic Seeker... Your lot are historians?"
"This one is." There is an implied can't speak for everyone.
"Then I'll have to disappoint you."
Lemm frowns. "You said you didn't have secrets."
"Secrets are different, I think, from things that simply ought not to be remembered."
...Lemm has never looked more deeply offended in his life. Blindsided by that sentence, he can't seem to form a response. Seer in turn just stares mildly back at him.
The Knight may actually have to step in here. There is a solid chance Lemm is about to take that personally.