Warren saluted the miqo'te with a raise of his glass in response to the wave. His expression was a mixture of shared joy and amusement. It would be too soon if he had imagery of auracite brought to his head. He didn't want to second-guess Quint's ability.
"I've heard stories of the stuff. Never managed to lay hands on it myself, but the legends keep being whispered and sometimes yelled." The truth of it was that Warren had heard plenty of folks claim to have worked with the material, but the results tended to be less than expected. "If you do find some, I'd keep it quiet. Just in case, you know."
He looked thoughtful for a moment, then declined comment further beyond a small smile.
"I've heard stories of the stuff. Never managed to lay hands on it myself, but the legends keep being whispered and sometimes yelled." The truth of it was that Warren had heard plenty of folks claim to have worked with the material, but the results tended to be less than expected. "If you do find some, I'd keep it quiet. Just in case, you know."
He looked thoughtful for a moment, then declined comment further beyond a small smile.