oblivious to her discomfort, Melan listens quietly, watching her with the same neutral gaze as ever; he takes a step back when she gets to her feet again, not wanting to infringe on her space. He's nothing more than innocently curious. Her explanation might be vague, but it answers his question, at least somewhat - sacrificing oneself for a greater just cause is nothing new to him. He'd been more than ready to do the same. ]
Alchemy, [ he repeats, then appears to think. Unfortunately, that ancient history is super-ancient history by the time his era rolls around. ] No. What is it?
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oblivious to her discomfort, Melan listens quietly, watching her with the same neutral gaze as ever; he takes a step back when she gets to her feet again, not wanting to infringe on her space. He's nothing more than innocently curious. Her explanation might be vague, but it answers his question, at least somewhat - sacrificing oneself for a greater just cause is nothing new to him. He'd been more than ready to do the same. ]
Alchemy, [ he repeats, then appears to think. Unfortunately, that ancient history is super-ancient history by the time his era rolls around. ] No. What is it?