Fandaniel is perfectly familiar with Voidsent. After the fracas on the Thirteenth there wasn't a single Ascian who wasn't.. but frankly most of them don't seem this ... coherent. Stable, perhaps. The descent into madness and instinct was ordinarily guaranteed, though he supposed he might be mistaken and she's in fact, some sort of darkness elemental that just HAPPENS to look vaguely like one of the Spoken races.
Frankly passive observation will do, he has popotos to plant. But he's paying quite a bit of attention, even if it isn't too obvious, puzzling over whether or not she's actually just planting plants (as he was) or doing something more nefariously expected of a Voidsent over there.
When spoken to, he straightens up a bit and turns to look at her directly - and what she'd been doing over there. His senses were excellent, but sometimes a simple visual glance told plenty too.
They looked awfully like ordinary, if unfamiliar plants.
No, she's ... closer akin in allegiances to himself, he supposed. Favored by the darkness, but not consumed by it. But was it Zodiark's blessing..? "Ah," and his voice has none of the eerie reverberation hers does, he sounds and looks perfectly ordinary. "I suppose I might be able to take a break for a little while, thank you for asking."
When he offers a hand in the way hyur tended to by way of greeting, not only does he seem a little unfamiliar with the gesture, the hand is suspiciously clean. "I apologize for not greeting you sooner."
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Frankly passive observation will do, he has popotos to plant. But he's paying quite a bit of attention, even if it isn't too obvious, puzzling over whether or not she's actually just planting plants (as he was) or doing something more nefariously expected of a Voidsent over there.
When spoken to, he straightens up a bit and turns to look at her directly - and what she'd been doing over there. His senses were excellent, but sometimes a simple visual glance told plenty too.
They looked awfully like ordinary, if unfamiliar plants.
No, she's ... closer akin in allegiances to himself, he supposed. Favored by the darkness, but not consumed by it. But was it Zodiark's blessing..? "Ah," and his voice has none of the eerie reverberation hers does, he sounds and looks perfectly ordinary. "I suppose I might be able to take a break for a little while, thank you for asking."
When he offers a hand in the way hyur tended to by way of greeting, not only does he seem a little unfamiliar with the gesture, the hand is suspiciously clean. "I apologize for not greeting you sooner."