It really is quite a mystery, isn't it? Why, I'm certain a person as brilliant as I would have stumbled upon something like this "aer" you speak of quite some time ago already...
[Nice try but he remains unfazed!! Though there's at least a hearty enough sarcastic lilt on the word brilliant that the words are much less sincerely preening and more generally sardonic. Not to mention how that really is a legitimate question; honestly, Jade's all but certain something like aer definitely would have been discovered by now, in his time back home...
Just how far apart are they in origin here, he wonders?
Freed of the spear's weight and general materialized existence, Jade's slipping both hands back in his pockets, properly resuming his idle posture of earlier. There's some begrudging respect happening here for sure...and it might even be mutual, maybe, just a bit. He'd be blatantly lying to say that he isn't actually very curious as to how this supposed aer substance actually works, on Rita's end...she mentions artes, at least, and so he has to assume there's some sort of parallel application applied with aer on her own end of things. By the sound of it, though, the similarities seem to end at about there...hmm. A decided itch to investigate further is starting to develop, but--
Rita's question is followed by a very slight pause, as if an answer might yet be made...but then his shoulders roll in a slight shrug, and Jade shakes his head, smiling.]
Now now, that's a finer sort of detail! I'll confirm that you're correct, in that it's certainly going somewhere when it's broken down--but if I told you where, I daresay I'd be losing quite a lot of my element of surprise! Surely you could take a guess at why I store a weapon in this way, yes?
[It's nothing personal, really--all told, Rita doesn't actually strike him as a potential future danger by any particular stretch right now--but all the same, even despite his own fascination in comparing the differences in their systems of matter...prudence still must take precedent. Training and past experience still reign in any temptation of being too candid; they're still functional prisoners in strange circumstances, after all, and he's not found a single familiar face here yet. This, at least, has less to do with his allergy to explaining things...
Well, though the teaching allergy still has a bit of a hand in it, admittedly. Jade's starting to wonder, vaguely, if he's already given away a bit too much. Really, this might be a bit of a headache down the line! Perhaps he ought to head things off now! (Little does he know it's already far too late, but anyway--)]
In fact, I'd be curious to hear you take a guess or two about the workings of my little storage system in general, at some point. You seem rather versed in these sorts of topics, even if our studies of focus seem to differ quite a bit. --So! I look forward to hearing your theories the next time we meet, hm? [Jade why are you...phrasing this like some kind of homework assignment.....???]
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[Nice try but he remains unfazed!! Though there's at least a hearty enough sarcastic lilt on the word brilliant that the words are much less sincerely preening and more generally sardonic. Not to mention how that really is a legitimate question; honestly, Jade's all but certain something like aer definitely would have been discovered by now, in his time back home...
Just how far apart are they in origin here, he wonders?
Freed of the spear's weight and general materialized existence, Jade's slipping both hands back in his pockets, properly resuming his idle posture of earlier. There's some begrudging respect happening here for sure...and it might even be mutual, maybe, just a bit. He'd be blatantly lying to say that he isn't actually very curious as to how this supposed aer substance actually works, on Rita's end...she mentions artes, at least, and so he has to assume there's some sort of parallel application applied with aer on her own end of things. By the sound of it, though, the similarities seem to end at about there...hmm. A decided itch to investigate further is starting to develop, but--
Rita's question is followed by a very slight pause, as if an answer might yet be made...but then his shoulders roll in a slight shrug, and Jade shakes his head, smiling.]
Now now, that's a finer sort of detail! I'll confirm that you're correct, in that it's certainly going somewhere when it's broken down--but if I told you where, I daresay I'd be losing quite a lot of my element of surprise! Surely you could take a guess at why I store a weapon in this way, yes?
[It's nothing personal, really--all told, Rita doesn't actually strike him as a potential future danger by any particular stretch right now--but all the same, even despite his own fascination in comparing the differences in their systems of matter...prudence still must take precedent. Training and past experience still reign in any temptation of being too candid; they're still functional prisoners in strange circumstances, after all, and he's not found a single familiar face here yet. This, at least, has less to do with his allergy to explaining things...
Well, though the teaching allergy still has a bit of a hand in it, admittedly. Jade's starting to wonder, vaguely, if he's already given away a bit too much. Really, this might be a bit of a headache down the line! Perhaps he ought to head things off now!
(Little does he know it's already far too late, but anyway--)]In fact, I'd be curious to hear you take a guess or two about the workings of my little storage system in general, at some point. You seem rather versed in these sorts of topics, even if our studies of focus seem to differ quite a bit. --So! I look forward to hearing your theories the next time we meet, hm? [Jade why are you...phrasing this like some kind of homework assignment.....???]