Naja considered this as they walked, but her silence didn't last more than a moment. "Did Miss Gtubel see this, then?"
He smiled and nodded at her. "Very good, though she wouldn't thank you to address her so informally, these days. But yes, she saw something pulling on the fabric of creation from outside of it, near where Salvadore's boy would appear." They came to a beach. "I will leave you to our new friend, and I will return to Shantenion, to try to talk to Zenith myself. If he will not listen, he is most likely to come this way. To the presence of a true threat."
He pulled out what looked like a somewhat battered deck of playing cards, though the decorative back was all that could be seen. "Not that I think you will need these, Najaran, but there is no reason for you to be without them if we are not in the town."
She took the cards and pressed them to her chest with a solemn nod. "Master... where is....?" she started.
He laughed. "The vessel we came in? Were you planning to leave without me?"
She shook her head quickly in negation.
He smiled and patted her head. "Be good, Najaran." He turned to the stranger. "Do not underestimate her," he said, conversationally, "she is a fierce friend."
With that, he headed back the way they had come while Najaran stood in the sant, trying to figure out if she had been insulted or complimented.
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Date: 2019-01-14 07:54 am (UTC)He smiled and nodded at her. "Very good, though she wouldn't thank you to address her so informally, these days. But yes, she saw something pulling on the fabric of creation from outside of it, near where Salvadore's boy would appear." They came to a beach. "I will leave you to our new friend, and I will return to Shantenion, to try to talk to Zenith myself. If he will not listen, he is most likely to come this way. To the presence of a true threat."
He pulled out what looked like a somewhat battered deck of playing cards, though the decorative back was all that could be seen. "Not that I think you will need these, Najaran, but there is no reason for you to be without them if we are not in the town."
She took the cards and pressed them to her chest with a solemn nod. "Master... where is....?" she started.
He laughed. "The vessel we came in? Were you planning to leave without me?"
She shook her head quickly in negation.
He smiled and patted her head. "Be good, Najaran." He turned to the stranger. "Do not underestimate her," he said, conversationally, "she is a fierce friend."
With that, he headed back the way they had come while Najaran stood in the sant, trying to figure out if she had been insulted or complimented.