Doing as bid, sitting down, he returned the smile. It felt good to converse with someone once again, and the many questions didn’t bother him at all, as a few weeks of travelling alone might make even the loner long for company. Stretching out his legs and flexing his naked toes, having opted for not putting on any socks, and gave a soft sigh of appreciation. His foster father would’ve shaken his head at this, told him to not let his guard down, but he couldn’t find a reason not to.
Dark eyes looked up from the other’s hands. No, he was always on guard but no more or less than what he’d been if he’d been alone or with his father.
“One’s always free to ask” he let the other know, everyone was free to ask but on the same time he was not obligated to provide an answer. To these questions though he could and would. “I suppose it was much more divided and more in-depth with the magical arts way back. We’re divided by how we work, our abilities and specializations, and what we’re compatible with.” He tried to explain, shrugging once he silenced and hoped the other would understand. The system was sort of the same as here, or at least that was what his master had told him.
“Much like here.” He added, just to make sure, and picked up another piece of fruit. “And it’s smaller than here, I guess, but has been around for quite some time. It’s in the middle of the desert, few people venture there without knowing where to go.” Aedus had never been one to ponder about visitors or why or how about the academy, but for the past weeks he’d thought real hard on what may have happened that night when he…
Blinking he realised he’d silenced, still holding onto the uneatable piece of melon in his hand, and cleared his throat followed by a smile.
“I sorry, I’m tired and not good company. I should be though, considering what you’ve done for me. I am in your debt.” And Aedus marvelled over the fact that one he’d been so certain was drow and would at the best ignore him and send him away had turned out to be the complete opposite. Someone almost like him. “If you ever want something I can give…” he let the promise hang between them, the smile still present, eyes searching those of his new friend.