10-24-2020, 01:04 PM
Oren waits with curious wide eyes as Elio muses over his question, and he expects the man (older than Yan and Nash! Wow! He must know everything!) to come up with an answer, or maybe teach Oren how to do nothing and something at once, or maybe he didn’t mean to say nothing nothing, but he means a different kind of nothing -
The brown and gold colt is already distracted again, thinking he likes this mister, even is he is actually quite old and looks a bit sad. But Oren knows it is rude to ask sad people why they are sad - maybe he lost someone, and the colt does not want to make him sadder than he already is. In fact, when Elio laughs a little, Oren gives him a childlike-reassuring chuckle as well, well, a giggle really. He’s already far too relieved that the buckskin male agrees that Momma shouldn’t know how far he had gone on his own, and so he nods eagerly when the man tells him about trees the size of yourself. ”Yes, those! Momma says they may be as old as Beqanna itself, but we don’t really know how old that is, so...” then he jumps and bucks a little from excitement. ”I bet they’re older than you!” So now he has found the oldest person that he knows, and still the trees were super old when Elio was small. Oren’s gonna have to find someone even older than him, then, to ask if they were as old as Beqanna.
Elio wants to see the trees again, so Oren nods excitedly, his head looking a bit like it’s a rather loose attachment to his neck, bouncing so hard. [b]”We can go see the trees! Maybe the bug is still there, too?” He forgets that Elio knows nothing about the strange bug that Oren had started to chase that morning, but his mind is already (or again) reeling with the hundreds of possibilities, and he doesn’t even notice if the winged make would look a little confused.
@[elio]
The brown and gold colt is already distracted again, thinking he likes this mister, even is he is actually quite old and looks a bit sad. But Oren knows it is rude to ask sad people why they are sad - maybe he lost someone, and the colt does not want to make him sadder than he already is. In fact, when Elio laughs a little, Oren gives him a childlike-reassuring chuckle as well, well, a giggle really. He’s already far too relieved that the buckskin male agrees that Momma shouldn’t know how far he had gone on his own, and so he nods eagerly when the man tells him about trees the size of yourself. ”Yes, those! Momma says they may be as old as Beqanna itself, but we don’t really know how old that is, so...” then he jumps and bucks a little from excitement. ”I bet they’re older than you!” So now he has found the oldest person that he knows, and still the trees were super old when Elio was small. Oren’s gonna have to find someone even older than him, then, to ask if they were as old as Beqanna.
Elio wants to see the trees again, so Oren nods excitedly, his head looking a bit like it’s a rather loose attachment to his neck, bouncing so hard. [b]”We can go see the trees! Maybe the bug is still there, too?” He forgets that Elio knows nothing about the strange bug that Oren had started to chase that morning, but his mind is already (or again) reeling with the hundreds of possibilities, and he doesn’t even notice if the winged make would look a little confused.
@[elio]