Tal didn't hesitate to keep eating while Alys thought and talked, though he did eventually realize the mouse had vanished and his companion seemed to have lost the playful spark of earlier. Was it something he'd said? ... It was usually something he'd said, and he grimaced slightly as he bit down into a chunk of potato that was still a little too hot.
"Sounds like y'want t'be a storyteller," he suggested after taking a swallow from his mug to wash the bite down. "'S a good profession here, with the long Deepfrosts an' all. Other places, too But instead of havin' t'rely on words t'paint your pictures, you can make the stories real with your illusions, yeah? Like... like moving pictures!" He waved his spoon excitedly, almost hitting a passing server who just sighed and kept going.
Tal never even noticed, his Goggles still firmly on his face.
"Sounds like y'want t'be a storyteller," he suggested after taking a swallow from his mug to wash the bite down. "'S a good profession here, with the long Deepfrosts an' all. Other places, too But instead of havin' t'rely on words t'paint your pictures, you can make the stories real with your illusions, yeah? Like... like moving pictures!" He waved his spoon excitedly, almost hitting a passing server who just sighed and kept going.
Tal never even noticed, his Goggles still firmly on his face.
