Sivan made a note to have more blueberries on hand for Destyn, and perhaps candied violets which were often quite blue, in fact. Perhaps there were even some blue insects the Fae might enjoy. He would figure it out. Laurevere had missed Destyn's confused response, and continued to scan the foliage rather than pay attention to his ward and his ward's little friend.
The younger elf considered.
"Why don't we look for the bigger ones by the creek," he suggested after swallowing another bite of the melon's flesh. His teeth were faintly bluish, almost matching his eyes. "It will be easier for me to see them. I'll see about adding their diversity to my own, and then we can follow the creek down to the beach...?" He had figured Destyn would have a million things he wanted to show him after all the stories he had shared. "And anything to do with the seed that's sprouted in my garden, of course. I'll want to see anything like that. So I know how to tend it as it grows."
Of course, he could speak to the seedling's spirit himself, but still...
They would avoid the slimy people and the fiery primates. That was already decided.
"I don't know that we should have a flying lesson here, though. Perhaps closer to home where it's safer. I mean, not in Kalzasi proper. Those Avialae know no laws of traffic." He grinned, having heard Destyn complain as much many a time. When he had ridden air taxis and airships, they had certainly not been shy about crossing paths with the larger vehicles. "Over Lake Udori? At least if I fall, it won't be on hard land that way."
The elf suspected he would do quite a bit of falling before he learned how to glide and then, eventually, to actually fly. He hoped Destyn was a good teacher; it was entirely possible he had been doing it for so long he wouldn't know how to break it down for a beginner. Not all masters were great teachers, after all.
The younger elf considered.
"Why don't we look for the bigger ones by the creek," he suggested after swallowing another bite of the melon's flesh. His teeth were faintly bluish, almost matching his eyes. "It will be easier for me to see them. I'll see about adding their diversity to my own, and then we can follow the creek down to the beach...?" He had figured Destyn would have a million things he wanted to show him after all the stories he had shared. "And anything to do with the seed that's sprouted in my garden, of course. I'll want to see anything like that. So I know how to tend it as it grows."
Of course, he could speak to the seedling's spirit himself, but still...
They would avoid the slimy people and the fiery primates. That was already decided.
"I don't know that we should have a flying lesson here, though. Perhaps closer to home where it's safer. I mean, not in Kalzasi proper. Those Avialae know no laws of traffic." He grinned, having heard Destyn complain as much many a time. When he had ridden air taxis and airships, they had certainly not been shy about crossing paths with the larger vehicles. "Over Lake Udori? At least if I fall, it won't be on hard land that way."
The elf suspected he would do quite a bit of falling before he learned how to glide and then, eventually, to actually fly. He hoped Destyn was a good teacher; it was entirely possible he had been doing it for so long he wouldn't know how to break it down for a beginner. Not all masters were great teachers, after all.
