The false Eídisi gave a slight shrug at the mention of the wide array of the subjects she was considering. “I suppose it might be a bit much to take on all at once.”
Well, if she wanted to do a thorough job of attending classes, taking notes and confining the received knowledge into the vault of her mind, that is. “A reason..?”
She echoed, pondering for a brief moment. “There might be. But it may be one I just cannot see despite it being right in front of me.”
She frowned slightly. “Or perhaps because of it.”
Usually that tended to be the case with … well, everything that had anything to do with her self and personality, it seemed. Others pointed things out, she denied it, thinking to know herself better than any other. Only to subconsciously pay attention to their words, mull over them, and ultimately come to the conclusion they were right all along. Not that it mattered. Any path that led to her Self was a good one. Staring in the figurative mirror was one of those paths.
Perhaps it was her imagination, but her companion seemed to be a little... surprised with her body language. Either way, it was enough to make the woman mentally flinch, though her shell did not even twitch. She wondered it had been too much. She wasn't sure. She wasn't good with this kind of thing. She usually did not bother showing interest, as most of the time it was feigned anyway. Not now though. Yana was genuinely curious about this man, and had though to communicate as much via body language. She'd read somewhere that making a person the center of your attention was a good start, and that leaning in amplified it. A smile of course, signified that you enjoyed their company and the conversation. Perhaps she had not quite been as subtle as she'd have liked. Nevertheless, she had to stick to her guns now, else it would be obvious. Perhaps her behavior was a little extreme, but it wasn't unnatural. Or so she hoped.
Why she was doing such things was not entirely clear to her, really. Perhaps it was because he was Eídisi and she was nervous she might come off as some sort of imposer by not responding to what he said and did? Maybe she just did not want to scare him off with her usual cold personality, so she could observe him more? Or was there another reason? Impossible,
she snorted internally, Simply ridiculous.
She nodded to his words, filing the information away in her mind. “Ah, yes. That ancient language. What is it called again? Draketh? I suppose it would make sense to pick that.”
Though she wasn't sure if it was worth learning instead of any other subject. Maybe together with another, yes. If she hadn't picked it up yet when she was made captain, she'd take a crash course. It shouldn't be too much of a problem to get something of a grasp of it, surely. Rathaan grinned, and Yana gave a chuckle. “I suppose that is a valid option as well, ”
she agreed, “though you need to find the time first.”
The Iron Hand wasn't really keen on giving squires a whole lot of free time, as they needed to fill in positions of knights that went out on campaigns or took some trials off. That combined with her second job as a mercenary kind of made time to be in short supply, resulting in far too few of it spent surrounded by books. Yana did not think she'd keep that schedule up for much longer. Her Eídisi self longed for knowledge after having been pretty much starved for too long now. Besides, she had money in excess now. It was not really necessary anymore to regularly go out as Rayna.
Her light frown vanished as her brain processed the last spoken words of the conversation she realized she'd only be following with half an ear. She also realized the waitress had returned. “Just a glass of water, thank you,”
she requested, finishing off the remaining ale in her mug, and handed it to the barmaid. She took a breath in as the woman walked away, unsure just how distracted she had appeared all this time. Not that there was anything she could do about it now.
“Another rebel hunt under the command of Warden Krome, yes, I heard of it.”
Her frown returned, and so did the waitress, who quickly placed their orders on the table before darting off again. “I considered joining the last one, but then I caught some excited talk of also hunting down the beast...”
Her voice trailed off, the grotesque image of the monster popping into her mind. “Frankly, right then and there I decided I would rather live a while longer.”
She ran a hand through her blue locks, sighing. ”Most of those who were fighting in the war did the same, I heard. I was quite surprised when the Warden returned. Not that running into the beast had been guaranteed.”
One of her slender hands brought the wooden cup of water to her lips, bringing it back down after a small sip. “I reckon most of that campaign was made up of fools looking for fame and glory. Warden included. Anyone with a head on their shoulders would listen to what those who have seen and fought the beast had to say.”
There had been some rumors floating about of a couple men that had been sent home when they had tried to warn the Warden of the monster. Then again, those rumors also said that those people had drawn their weapons and were trying to take over command. It was quite possible none of it was true.
Nevertheless... “I do not think I would thrive well among those with their heads so far up their asses that they can only see the glory that awaits them. Those are usually also the kind that do not listen to advice, nor take well to those that speak out of turn or object to stupid orders.”
Yana cocked her head slightly, rubbing her temple as she put her thoughts into words, elbow leaning on the table. “Do not get me wrong. I understand the use and necessity of a chain of command, but a leader that is deaf for good advice should not be leading at all.”
She took another drink of water. “I am not one to obey orders I deem foolish either, and knowing that, it is safer for my ambitions if I do not to tag along.”
A smile. “That said though, I have never met Warden Krome, nor served under him. My decision is solely based on rumor, gossip and hearsay, and might have given me a warped image of him.”
She shrugged lightly.