[Amos’s pointed look at Demeisen’s fully exposed junk—also unaffected by the cold, it would seem—either flies right past the avatar’s awareness, or he just chooses not to worry about it. After all, if the other man isn’t concerned enough about it to say something, it must not really be that important. A little awkwardness is considerably more than it would take to put a dent in Demeisen’s confidence.
As for what he was expecting, he considers this for only a brief moment before giving a small nod, as though to himself.]
Fewer lunar bodies.
[There hadn’t been any moons or suns in the vicinity of the Tree, after all. Even if they were going to end up somewhere else, he hadn’t expected the distances at play to be that significant.
Well, that’s a puzzle for later.]
Anyway. There a dispensary of some sort for supplying the newly-arrived?
[Amos had mentioned baths and food and drink, but he hadn’t mentioned where any of these things were to be found, at least not specifically. Also if Demeisen needs money to acquire any of that stuff, there are going to be some issues.]
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As for what he was expecting, he considers this for only a brief moment before giving a small nod, as though to himself.]
Fewer lunar bodies.
[There hadn’t been any moons or suns in the vicinity of the Tree, after all. Even if they were going to end up somewhere else, he hadn’t expected the distances at play to be that significant.
Well, that’s a puzzle for later.]
Anyway. There a dispensary of some sort for supplying the newly-arrived?
[Amos had mentioned baths and food and drink, but he hadn’t mentioned where any of these things were to be found, at least not specifically. Also if Demeisen needs money to acquire any of that stuff, there are going to be some issues.]