Hands braced in front of her chest and clasped together in wonder, she stared bright-eyed up at the immense creature as he unfurled before Noctua. Abandoning previous investigation, she bounded alongside to listen. Her thoughts rippled like a fresh breeze tickled its surface, encouraging all sorts of long forgotten curiosities to burst and fade in quick succession. One thing she did know, she was immensely pleased to see him.
As Noctua’s awe was drawn to the pillar, Nim remained close to the Arboreal. She reached to gently touch the branches of his great arm in a more familiar greeting. The gesture was not hesitant, though she was perfectly aware of his strength. “Small green shoots. A refuge. I see!” she told him, before he flickered and reformed to answer Noctua’s most recent question.
This time she too turned her attention to the pillar. “A purpose of great Need,” she said. No great illumination flared from her depths, and if she recognised anything at all of what she saw, this time she made sure it remained hidden. Emotions undulated down there she did not want to face, not because they scared her, but because she understood at least a little of their magnitude. “Did you forget the question?” Noctua looked … disturbed by what he beheld, and she touched him lightly on the elbow as though to guide him. “You must tell Tuuru what you have seen, Noctua, that he might understand why we need his help.”
As Noctua’s awe was drawn to the pillar, Nim remained close to the Arboreal. She reached to gently touch the branches of his great arm in a more familiar greeting. The gesture was not hesitant, though she was perfectly aware of his strength. “Small green shoots. A refuge. I see!” she told him, before he flickered and reformed to answer Noctua’s most recent question.
This time she too turned her attention to the pillar. “A purpose of great Need,” she said. No great illumination flared from her depths, and if she recognised anything at all of what she saw, this time she made sure it remained hidden. Emotions undulated down there she did not want to face, not because they scared her, but because she understood at least a little of their magnitude. “Did you forget the question?” Noctua looked … disturbed by what he beheld, and she touched him lightly on the elbow as though to guide him. “You must tell Tuuru what you have seen, Noctua, that he might understand why we need his help.”