[His fingers hover over the glass casing, tracing the words that he can make out. He makes a surprisingly earnest effort not to touch the material at all, as he wishes to abide by the rules of the museum, which specifically discourage tampering with the displays.
Once again, his face scrunches up, even moreso now.]
No.
They just listed the materials it's made out of.
[Investigation is one of the few things he knows how to do properly. A skill vastly underused until now, save for a brief stint in Woodhurst.
Asher has learned in the hardest of ways that the absence of information can be just as telling as the presence of it, and so he saunters over to a nearby artifact, now taking pause to see whether or not the substances that created this far more primitive tool are one and the same.
no subject
Once again, his face scrunches up, even moreso now.]
No.
They just listed the materials it's made out of.
[Investigation is one of the few things he knows how to do properly. A skill vastly underused until now, save for a brief stint in Woodhurst.
Asher has learned in the hardest of ways that the absence of information can be just as telling as the presence of it, and so he saunters over to a nearby artifact, now taking pause to see whether or not the substances that created this far more primitive tool are one and the same.
They aren't.]
Oh god.