He's patient enough to wait out the newbie typing... prompt until she's done with her current thought. Gives him time to turn it over. Cloudbank was democratic to the extreme—even the day's weather warranted a poll on the OVC—so ruling house (even needless suffering, in some ways,) is a concept he's still learning to wrap his head around. (But it doesn't take too much. Everywhere's got its social elites. Or the people sitting in Admin, pulling the strings and then unraveling them entirely.) Still, she spends more of her words on her town. (City? Country? What is a halidom, hell if he knows.) With enough earnest fondness that he can't help but be endeared. By the Country-colored picture she paints, and the way she paints it.]
Sounds like quite the place. Wish I could have seen it. ...Smelled it, too.
[(That part is a joke. Not untrue, really, but. Y'know.)]
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He's patient enough to wait out the newbie typing... prompt until she's done with her current thought. Gives him time to turn it over. Cloudbank was democratic to the extreme—even the day's weather warranted a poll on the OVC—so ruling house (even needless suffering, in some ways,) is a concept he's still learning to wrap his head around. (But it doesn't take too much. Everywhere's got its social elites. Or the people sitting in Admin, pulling the strings and then unraveling them entirely.) Still, she spends more of her words on her town. (City? Country? What is a halidom, hell if he knows.) With enough earnest fondness that he can't help but be endeared. By the Country-colored picture she paints, and the way she paints it.]
Sounds like quite the place. Wish I could have seen it. ...Smelled it, too.
[(That part is a joke. Not untrue, really, but. Y'know.)]