The man gave an elegant, flippant shrug. He doesn't give much of a care what the others think of him. He has no need to explain himself to them, no reason to make efforts to 'fit in' when he is acutely aware he does not belong to this society. This place, to him, is a way for him to keep himself occupied with some other nebulous evil until he can find his way back through a rift and take care of the corruption still running rampant back in Polnya.
"I already told you they're harmless," he brushed off. "Other people will discern that quickly enough." The people of his own valley grew accustomed to his sentinels with time. So will the people here. He scratched his chin thoughtfully, again examining her with a piercing, dark eye.
It is awfully strange and off-putting to him that magic in foreign lands and foreign peoples is difficult to feel and measure. The people here draw upon a different kind of power than simply an innate one. This girl's power is not quite something he can make sense of, fully, like he could an apprentice or an advanced wizard back home. He would have to read more about magical discernment, find out if any of the tomes here described a swift method of assessment.
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"I already told you they're harmless," he brushed off. "Other people will discern that quickly enough." The people of his own valley grew accustomed to his sentinels with time. So will the people here. He scratched his chin thoughtfully, again examining her with a piercing, dark eye.
It is awfully strange and off-putting to him that magic in foreign lands and foreign peoples is difficult to feel and measure. The people here draw upon a different kind of power than simply an innate one. This girl's power is not quite something he can make sense of, fully, like he could an apprentice or an advanced wizard back home. He would have to read more about magical discernment, find out if any of the tomes here described a swift method of assessment.
"What's your name?"