[Khamu'wo's jaw clenches as she answers. His knuckles turn white with how tightly he holds his tome. Is she just here to waste his time? Precious little of it there is...]
I... see.
[The words are strained, as he speaks them through grit fangs. He tries, very hard, to not say something rude or uncouth. The curious are allowed to wander, he tells himself, they are allowed to reach out to that which they do not understand, in ways that they might be able to understand.
The salt in the wound truly is that she's a conjurer. Like a deep wound that's never healed, the word presses a dull ache into his core.]
Arcanima is scant for the ignorant.
[THAT'S NOT HOW YOU DON'T BE RUDE.]
If you wish for a simple animal to fawn over, pray seek an adventurer, surely they have some measure of creature they've excavated from their travels that might entertain that dull mind of yours.
Little is this a place for such thoughtless and frivolous desires.
no subject
I... see.
[The words are strained, as he speaks them through grit fangs. He tries, very hard, to not say something rude or uncouth. The curious are allowed to wander, he tells himself, they are allowed to reach out to that which they do not understand, in ways that they might be able to understand.
The salt in the wound truly is that she's a conjurer. Like a deep wound that's never healed, the word presses a dull ache into his core.]
Arcanima is scant for the ignorant.
[THAT'S NOT HOW YOU DON'T BE RUDE.]
If you wish for a simple animal to fawn over, pray seek an adventurer, surely they have some measure of creature they've excavated from their travels that might entertain that dull mind of yours.
Little is this a place for such thoughtless and frivolous desires.
[KHAMU'WO!!]