Harrowheart listens, and doesn't react with his usual smiles and laughter at strange new information. Because this is very strange, and not in the usually amusing way. Only when all is said and done and Fritjof insists he's making Ragna laugh does Harrowheart tentatively smile.
"That's a lot to take in," he admits. "Shamanism ain't for humans where I come from. I had to get past that, and then... I guess it's a lot," he repeats, this time with a self-conscious laugh. "I guess I thought everyone on your world was like Viatorus and Isidor? All the mages, anyway. That you all had patrons and scholars, that everyone had their special power that they were masters of. But y'all're..."
His eyes shift from person to person, lingering especially on Arvid, before he addresses the group as a whole again. "Y'all're real normal? And I hope that don't offend."
A few seconds pass before he thinks it would be best to move on. His lips twitch into a curious little smile and he asks, "Tell me about the bird thing?"
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Date: 2017-07-01 03:58 am (UTC)"That's a lot to take in," he admits. "Shamanism ain't for humans where I come from. I had to get past that, and then... I guess it's a lot," he repeats, this time with a self-conscious laugh. "I guess I thought everyone on your world was like Viatorus and Isidor? All the mages, anyway. That you all had patrons and scholars, that everyone had their special power that they were masters of. But y'all're..."
His eyes shift from person to person, lingering especially on Arvid, before he addresses the group as a whole again. "Y'all're real normal? And I hope that don't offend."
A few seconds pass before he thinks it would be best to move on. His lips twitch into a curious little smile and he asks, "Tell me about the bird thing?"