[ He folds his arms with a small bump as they come together, head slightly inclined and a hum between his lips. Honestly, it doesn't make sense, but he tries to think of what he knows: of Spira, of stories, but on that thought.
It's not a lightbulb, but he brings his head upright, cuts his hum. ]
Is it like...the land becomes affected by the essence they leave behind? So like, how that one place- [ he nods to the book ] -was still affected after the dragon attacked it? The area just changes.
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It's not a lightbulb, but he brings his head upright, cuts his hum. ]
Is it like...the land becomes affected by the essence they leave behind? So like, how that one place- [ he nods to the book ] -was still affected after the dragon attacked it? The area just changes.
[ Is he close. ]