[ At the recognition, Matt brightens--both visibly, his smile lit by the glow of his woven spell, and through their connection. The finer distinctions of his enthusiasm are probably too difficult to parse, but he's definitely more excited about Kali than Kurt Cobain.
The images are curious to him, as is the term "Chaldea"--a person? A god? None of it lingers long enough for Matt to get a good sense for what it might mean. ]
I didn't really keep up with pop culture either, [ he notes, rueful. He used to be almost proud of that--how his knowledge of the esoteric so thoroughly eclipsed what he knew about mass media. Now, he feels a little sad. ] But when you say you don't know anything specific, like ... you don't know any of their songs? "All Apologies," "Smells Like Teen Spirit," "Come As You Are"? None of those?
[ He comes to the end of the street, which terminates in a canal. Matt figures they don't want to try and hop on a skiff, so he asks: ]
Left or right?
[ Contemplating the dark water, a prickle runs up the back of his neck. He can't tell if it's intuition or fear. ]
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The images are curious to him, as is the term "Chaldea"--a person? A god? None of it lingers long enough for Matt to get a good sense for what it might mean. ]
I didn't really keep up with pop culture either, [ he notes, rueful. He used to be almost proud of that--how his knowledge of the esoteric so thoroughly eclipsed what he knew about mass media. Now, he feels a little sad. ] But when you say you don't know anything specific, like ... you don't know any of their songs? "All Apologies," "Smells Like Teen Spirit," "Come As You Are"? None of those?
[ He comes to the end of the street, which terminates in a canal. Matt figures they don't want to try and hop on a skiff, so he asks: ]
Left or right?
[ Contemplating the dark water, a prickle runs up the back of his neck. He can't tell if it's intuition or fear. ]