[The way Loren repeats spirits tells Lalli all that he needs to know, really, and it's... well, he knew this place wasn't anything like home; he knew that familiar things, gods included, were out of reach, and yet...
...And yet. There's a quiet sigh, a slight hunch in his shoulders, but Loren's offer saves him from sinking into contemplative silence. A book?]
Mrr.
[Reading isn't exactly his forte! He's not very good at it, truth be told, which is why he looks—and sounds, in his cat-like way—less than thrilled. It's not all attitude this time, though; there's a clear hint of... discomfort, but does he want to admit that he struggles with this kind of thing? To this man? Of course not, so—]
...Why can't you tell me what's in it? [...] The... big things.
np! life happens!!
...And yet. There's a quiet sigh, a slight hunch in his shoulders, but Loren's offer saves him from sinking into contemplative silence. A book?]
Mrr.
[Reading isn't exactly his forte! He's not very good at it, truth be told, which is why he looks—and sounds, in his cat-like way—less than thrilled. It's not all attitude this time, though; there's a clear hint of... discomfort, but does he want to admit that he struggles with this kind of thing? To this man? Of course not, so—]
...Why can't you tell me what's in it? [...] The... big things.