"Thank you," Raine told the girl, with a brief inclination of her head.
When Solomon offered his arm she took it once more; what had once seemed an oddly formal gesture now simply fit with him, and had a practical purpose besides. She navigated the crowds of people with him in mind, gently altering the pressure in her grip rather than outright interrupt the conversation to indicate a shift if it looked like someone in the path would not give way.
"I suppose I'll have to keep notes," she murmured, half to herself. She'd never considered that particular dynamic before, and it would certainly be interesting to watch evolve. There wasn't much else she could meaningfully contribute yet on the subject of watching time pass, and it was likely evident from the way she spoke that she hadn't quite gotten to the outliving humans part of her lifespan yet. Louder, properly directed at Solomon: "And among sorcerers, do some things persist differently? Given a community, or something like it, of people who can all reasonably expect to live quite a long time..." A brief pause, and then she added, by way of explanation, "Heimdall -- the village of elves -- barely suffers half-elves, and is somewhat cut off from human society in any case. I had the impression sorcerers are generally a little better integrated, in your world."
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When Solomon offered his arm she took it once more; what had once seemed an oddly formal gesture now simply fit with him, and had a practical purpose besides. She navigated the crowds of people with him in mind, gently altering the pressure in her grip rather than outright interrupt the conversation to indicate a shift if it looked like someone in the path would not give way.
"I suppose I'll have to keep notes," she murmured, half to herself. She'd never considered that particular dynamic before, and it would certainly be interesting to watch evolve. There wasn't much else she could meaningfully contribute yet on the subject of watching time pass, and it was likely evident from the way she spoke that she hadn't quite gotten to the outliving humans part of her lifespan yet. Louder, properly directed at Solomon: "And among sorcerers, do some things persist differently? Given a community, or something like it, of people who can all reasonably expect to live quite a long time..." A brief pause, and then she added, by way of explanation, "Heimdall -- the village of elves -- barely suffers half-elves, and is somewhat cut off from human society in any case. I had the impression sorcerers are generally a little better integrated, in your world."