Her thoughts on intentional ignorance was telling. It was presented in such a way that brought attention to the statement, although whether by design or accident he couldn’t quite tell just by talking. He began monitoring her tangle then, checking the tapestry of colors and context signals of various threads. It wasn’t intrusive, at least to his mind, and he didn’t normally manipulate without need. But he did like to take a peek at how various peoples’ tangles worked.
As they walked to the common room, there they found a seat, and Woe turned to the server that arrived at their table, rather promptly. It wasn’t very busy that night. ”I’ll have a glass of port.” Woe turned to Natalia, ”Get whatever you want, I’ll pay for it.” He offered.
She had a good sense of humor apparently, as her comments on the Council affirmed. And then the comment on smalltalk, which in itself seemed almost a form of it.
”Careful that you don’t edge into the trap of smalltalk merely by dint of talking about it.” Woe said dryly as he waited for the drinks, after Natalia would make her order.
She wondered what he’d ask of her next, and he shrugged. He was interested, but didn’t want to appear too forward. So he went with… smalltalk. What are you doing, how’s the weather, and what are your plans. It had its place in gathering information from persons of interest.
”Well, I wonder what your plans are, do you intend to stay in Egilrun for long? I only just enlisted with the Elements as a Trooper, and we’re probably going to head out to safeguard some civilians and caravans on their way to Scalvoristown tomorrow.” Woe looked toward the door to the VIP lounge reserved for Element Troopers, and shrugged, ”The trip would go better with a friendly face to pass the time with. Soldiers aren’t always the best of conversationalists.”
