Elidibus closes his eyes and sighs. It's audible even though Irhya retreats. Is that disappointment? Perhaps. But it is also resignation.
"It seems for now I too must ask no more about the matter," the Ascian answers when Irhya pointedly does not answer his question. "For now."
It seems it will only be a short reprieve. He has no way of knowing why the miqo'te Warrior of Light is refusing to explain what's really on her mind. She may well be right, that Elidibus would not comprehend such an explanation. And there's every right to expect that it may anger him to suggest she 'knows' him.
Perhaps if he ever grasps hold of some emotions he is willing to keep, then one day...
But for now, Elidibus watches Irhya move around the room. "Memories are fleeting. I know not why there is such insistence that I may somehow find 'joy' in the reminder." His voice has taken on a cadence which suggests he's speaking in half-rhetoric. And although he does not clarify, it is not just Irhya's insistence he speaks of.
With a little more focus and this time to the miqo'te, Elidibus then suggests, "If you wish to remain here, I will see to the saddle's fitting." Oh yes, there is still that, isn't there. "I will inform you if there is aught which does not fit Filia." He turns and walks toward the finished saddle, meaning to pick it up. Well, the opportunity is given, should Irhya wish to be alone.
"I do still suggest you show Emet-Selch your work. He may well appreciate the homage to his creation." Or maybe not. Sometimes it's hard to tell with the prickly Architect.
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"It seems for now I too must ask no more about the matter," the Ascian answers when Irhya pointedly does not answer his question. "For now."
It seems it will only be a short reprieve. He has no way of knowing why the miqo'te Warrior of Light is refusing to explain what's really on her mind. She may well be right, that Elidibus would not comprehend such an explanation. And there's every right to expect that it may anger him to suggest she 'knows' him.
Perhaps if he ever grasps hold of some emotions he is willing to keep, then one day...
But for now, Elidibus watches Irhya move around the room. "Memories are fleeting. I know not why there is such insistence that I may somehow find 'joy' in the reminder." His voice has taken on a cadence which suggests he's speaking in half-rhetoric. And although he does not clarify, it is not just Irhya's insistence he speaks of.
With a little more focus and this time to the miqo'te, Elidibus then suggests, "If you wish to remain here, I will see to the saddle's fitting." Oh yes, there is still that, isn't there. "I will inform you if there is aught which does not fit Filia." He turns and walks toward the finished saddle, meaning to pick it up. Well, the opportunity is given, should Irhya wish to be alone.
"I do still suggest you show Emet-Selch your work. He may well appreciate the homage to his creation." Or maybe not. Sometimes it's hard to tell with the prickly Architect.