[Far be it from Xemnas to discard something useful. As Ven holds up the book, he scrutinizes the page offered, and then thumbs through his own journal, seeing if there's a similar one to be found.
He was not unfond of books. They were reliable sources of knowledge, usually. Eventually he seems to find what he's looking for, and deliberately takes a moment to confirm he has the same thing the young blond had shown him.]
It should be useful then.
[He should say thank you, it was just polite. It doesn't seem to occur to him to bother. Instead he withdraws that white feather again and uses it as a bookmark, so he can find the page next time. What odd little books. It seemed not thick enough to contain the information it should.]
Tell me. [It's said almost as an afterthought.] Whom do I remind you of?
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Date: 2014-05-17 06:59 pm (UTC)He was not unfond of books. They were reliable sources of knowledge, usually. Eventually he seems to find what he's looking for, and deliberately takes a moment to confirm he has the same thing the young blond had shown him.]
It should be useful then.
[He should say thank you, it was just polite. It doesn't seem to occur to him to bother. Instead he withdraws that white feather again and uses it as a bookmark, so he can find the page next time. What odd little books. It seemed not thick enough to contain the information it should.]
Tell me. [It's said almost as an afterthought.] Whom do I remind you of?