Xavarian huffed, though with amusement more than anything, and brought a hand to his face with a grin. Â "I cannot argue with that~ Â I will help you then, but only if you promise to find a better teacher than I, later~ Â Knowing how little I know, I cannot merely leave you to thinking that my tiny experience is all there is~"
He gives a somewhat warmer, though tired smile before scribbling down more in his tome. Â And that warmth was reflected in a subtle shift in temperature around the Elezen.
"Though, it won't be this sun. Â I- Well, I am the sort that may do things strangely to those of you who live on the- er, 'above', here, and I sleep during the sun's hours~ Â Right now it's.. quite late for me, and I am truthfully exhausted. Â Any teaching now would be dreadful at best~ Â But!"
A finger is held up in emphasis at the pause in his deep, lilting tone. Â
"Where might I leave word for you, or meet you again? Â I do not live in the city, and... travel quite frequently, but if you know an evening you would be willing to hear and try what little I've to say and show, then I will return to teach you. Â Should you want it, of course." Â The Duskwight couldn't help a dorky sort of pursed-lip smile at that.
And meanwhile, Vathen, who had been resting most of the conversation, peered over at the exchange between Gran and Victory. Â Only a low coo came from the observing chocobo.
He gives a somewhat warmer, though tired smile before scribbling down more in his tome. Â And that warmth was reflected in a subtle shift in temperature around the Elezen.
"Though, it won't be this sun. Â I- Well, I am the sort that may do things strangely to those of you who live on the- er, 'above', here, and I sleep during the sun's hours~ Â Right now it's.. quite late for me, and I am truthfully exhausted. Â Any teaching now would be dreadful at best~ Â But!"
A finger is held up in emphasis at the pause in his deep, lilting tone. Â
"Where might I leave word for you, or meet you again? Â I do not live in the city, and... travel quite frequently, but if you know an evening you would be willing to hear and try what little I've to say and show, then I will return to teach you. Â Should you want it, of course." Â The Duskwight couldn't help a dorky sort of pursed-lip smile at that.
And meanwhile, Vathen, who had been resting most of the conversation, peered over at the exchange between Gran and Victory. Â Only a low coo came from the observing chocobo.
