That would explain the itch (it doesn't), which becomes more pronounced with the absence of Rutile's hands. Roland lowers his own hand back to his side, and the strange feelings recede with the motion. Rutile's offer is kind, but not ideal as Roland returns it with an apologetic explanation:]
Truthfully, this was my attempt at learning it. I joined the menders guild, but I'm afraid I've no healing spells of which to speak . . .
[ rutile seems to gain some sense of understanding with that explanation, along with something else. there's another strange feeling he has, but this one he can pin down quite easily. humans speaking so casually about using magic... or, well. human-assumed.
but it isn't a bad thing. if anything, that seems to inspire something of an idea in rutile, something that shows in the way his eyes brighten. ]
Learning a new kind of magic comes with time — you've just started.
[ he hums, lightly, before he continues: ]
But if that's what you were trying to practice... From one Mender to another— or, well, from a friend to another, would you like to learn together? I'm sure it would help to have someone else to consult while you're picking things up. Someone you can ask to see what works, or how things feel... Someone for direction and encouragement. For both of us.
[ it's how training was done at home, after all. and rutile prefers it to training alone, though he'll hardly slack on that if it's the only option he had.
also, when did they become friends? rutile decided this. rutile decided this right now, ]
Though I admit I'm not too sure how well the way I cast healing spells will translate, I want to help if I can.
[They're friends now, at least in one perspective of the world.
What Rutile is saying makes sense. One learns faster by studying with another. Encouragement is something else, though, and speaks for Rutile's nature. While Roland is loath to impose on that thoughtfulness, he concedes to himself that he'll be of help sooner than later to others if he takes up the offer. It's with the hope that he can be helpful in return that he nods, smile widening a smidgen, after a moment of consideration.]
. . . Then I would be grateful for any assistance, as well as pleased to be of what service I can. Let us learn together . . . as companions.
[ acceptance is a simple thing that pleases rutile more than it should, his hands softly clapping together in response. rather than imposing, rutile sees this just as roland says it — an opportunity for companionship, to help, and a mere given for two people who've ended up in the same place.
plus he sees the way roland's smile grows just a bit, and that's something too. ]
As companions. Thank you, Mister Roland!
[ thank you, he says. but he's always grateful when someone takes the metaphorical hand that he outstretches towards them, no matter what. ]
Did you want to continue where you left off? Or were you going to take a break for today?
[Thank you, he says. With a personality like that, Rutile should have people lining up to learn alongside him—people with whom he can build lasting friendships . . .
Stepping aside, Roland motions to the rest of the meditation room behind him.]
I was hoping to attempt the spell a few more times. Is there any in particular that you'd like to develop as well?
[After all, they're not here just for his own learning.]
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That would explain the itch (it doesn't), which becomes more pronounced with the absence of Rutile's hands. Roland lowers his own hand back to his side, and the strange feelings recede with the motion. Rutile's offer is kind, but not ideal as Roland returns it with an apologetic explanation:]
Truthfully, this was my attempt at learning it. I joined the menders guild, but I'm afraid I've no healing spells of which to speak . . .
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but it isn't a bad thing. if anything, that seems to inspire something of an idea in rutile, something that shows in the way his eyes brighten. ]
Learning a new kind of magic comes with time — you've just started.
[ he hums, lightly, before he continues: ]
But if that's what you were trying to practice... From one Mender to another— or, well, from a friend to another, would you like to learn together? I'm sure it would help to have someone else to consult while you're picking things up. Someone you can ask to see what works, or how things feel... Someone for direction and encouragement. For both of us.
[ it's how training was done at home, after all. and rutile prefers it to training alone, though he'll hardly slack on that if it's the only option he had.
also, when did they become friends? rutile decided this. rutile decided this right now, ]
Though I admit I'm not too sure how well the way I cast healing spells will translate, I want to help if I can.
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[They're friends now, at least in one perspective of the world.
What Rutile is saying makes sense. One learns faster by studying with another. Encouragement is something else, though, and speaks for Rutile's nature. While Roland is loath to impose on that thoughtfulness, he concedes to himself that he'll be of help sooner than later to others if he takes up the offer. It's with the hope that he can be helpful in return that he nods, smile widening a smidgen, after a moment of consideration.]
. . . Then I would be grateful for any assistance, as well as pleased to be of what service I can. Let us learn together . . . as companions.
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plus he sees the way roland's smile grows just a bit, and that's something too. ]
As companions. Thank you, Mister Roland!
[ thank you, he says. but he's always grateful when someone takes the metaphorical hand that he outstretches towards them, no matter what. ]
Did you want to continue where you left off? Or were you going to take a break for today?
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Stepping aside, Roland motions to the rest of the meditation room behind him.]
I was hoping to attempt the spell a few more times. Is there any in particular that you'd like to develop as well?
[After all, they're not here just for his own learning.]