[There is absolutely something itching at the back of Nero's mind in regards to just who this is, but the shock of it all is keeping his thoughts from going too terribly deep. He is in the here and now, where he is naked and being grimaced at by some vaguely-decrepit-looking fellow in a robe. What sort of rash is that on his arm? It had better not be contagious.
No. No, focus. Breathe.]
...if this is to be a long story, then yes. I would like to sit.
[His choices are to sit or to stand... and really, he has no choice at all, here. He is lost and confused and at someone else's mercy. At least he is familiar with these sorts of choices-that-are-not-choices. He waits for the robed man to turn away, and hastily pulls on the robe.]
This had damn well better go past my knees....
[Whether it does or not, once a modicum of modesty has been managed, he trails on after.]
[ The way things had been going, the Exarch had been anticipating the other Leveilleur twin if he failed to reach the Warrior again...the robe is bigger than what the lady Alisaie would need, just in case, but unfortunately not by much. It should cover what's important.
By the time Nero joins him the Exarch has composed himself a bit more and has a reassuring smile at the ready. He gestures to a chair for the Garlean to have a seat, the same Urianger took. Though he does not plan on telling Nero quite as much. Once Nero seems settled and ready to listen... ]
Let me begin with 'where': you are aware, of course, that the star known as Hydaelyn goes by another name, the Source. And that there are, or were, thirteen reflections of the Source. Currently we are on the First, the closest reflection to the Source.
[ His memories of Nero are somewhat hazy after so many decades but he does recall the man's ego quite clearly. Stroking it a little will hopefully smooth things over. ]
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Date: 2019-07-23 12:09 am (UTC)He is in the here and now, where he is naked and being grimaced at by some vaguely-decrepit-looking fellow in a robe. What sort of rash is that on his arm? It had better not be contagious.
No. No, focus. Breathe.]
...if this is to be a long story, then yes. I would like to sit.
[His choices are to sit or to stand... and really, he has no choice at all, here. He is lost and confused and at someone else's mercy. At least he is familiar with these sorts of choices-that-are-not-choices. He waits for the robed man to turn away, and hastily pulls on the robe.]
This had damn well better go past my knees....
[Whether it does or not, once a modicum of modesty has been managed, he trails on after.]
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Date: 2019-07-29 06:34 pm (UTC)By the time Nero joins him the Exarch has composed himself a bit more and has a reassuring smile at the ready. He gestures to a chair for the Garlean to have a seat, the same Urianger took. Though he does not plan on telling Nero quite as much. Once Nero seems settled and ready to listen... ]
Let me begin with 'where': you are aware, of course, that the star known as Hydaelyn goes by another name, the Source. And that there are, or were, thirteen reflections of the Source. Currently we are on the First, the closest reflection to the Source.
[ His memories of Nero are somewhat hazy after so many decades but he does recall the man's ego quite clearly. Stroking it a little will hopefully smooth things over. ]