And... when one means very distracted, this entails what exactly? I must admit, I find it rather difficult to imagine.
[ He is only curious. His own interactions with the pair of sisters so long ago would not leave him to believe that Alkaid could be distracted by very much at all. Which would certainly mean that one Ser Aymeric de Borel was--is--someone that could capture her whole attention.
The Exarch continues to rest his hand against his chin in thought even as a wry smile takes his face. There had been a time when he wished he might have caught the attention of the Warrior of Darkness before him in such a manner. For, when she is around, he finds his entire person very focused upon her. Had he not had a hundred years of overseeing a city beneath his belt, well, it would stand to reason he would act very much the same. ]
Yes, well, who else are you aware of that knew of the Eighth Umbral Calamity? Certainly none you know of knew where the path of war that Eorzea, Doma, Gyr Abania, and Garlemald leads to. I had done some research in when I might contact the pair of you. I surmised that the Dragonsong War would have been far to early... to which, as you are well aware, hardly mattered. I found you then regardless.
[ A hand is pressed to his chest with a small bow. ] I am certain you will at least attempt to it.
[ The Exarch turns his ruby eyes up towards the Crystal Tower once more. ]
It was the least I could do after not properly explaining things as it were. Besides, you are my guests, and thus need to be treated well. The world may be falling apart here on the First, but that does not mean the Crystarium should shun manners. At least, not as Eulmore sees fit.
[ A shrug then. ] I will be certain to see that towels are provided to your room. I imagine your sister may have a few questions as to your current state.
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[ He is only curious. His own interactions with the pair of sisters so long ago would not leave him to believe that Alkaid could be distracted by very much at all. Which would certainly mean that one Ser Aymeric de Borel was--is--someone that could capture her whole attention.
The Exarch continues to rest his hand against his chin in thought even as a wry smile takes his face. There had been a time when he wished he might have caught the attention of the Warrior of Darkness before him in such a manner. For, when she is around, he finds his entire person very focused upon her. Had he not had a hundred years of overseeing a city beneath his belt, well, it would stand to reason he would act very much the same. ]
Yes, well, who else are you aware of that knew of the Eighth Umbral Calamity? Certainly none you know of knew where the path of war that Eorzea, Doma, Gyr Abania, and Garlemald leads to. I had done some research in when I might contact the pair of you. I surmised that the Dragonsong War would have been far to early... to which, as you are well aware, hardly mattered. I found you then regardless.
[ A hand is pressed to his chest with a small bow. ] I am certain you will at least attempt to it.
[ The Exarch turns his ruby eyes up towards the Crystal Tower once more. ]
It was the least I could do after not properly explaining things as it were. Besides, you are my guests, and thus need to be treated well. The world may be falling apart here on the First, but that does not mean the Crystarium should shun manners. At least, not as Eulmore sees fit.
[ A shrug then. ] I will be certain to see that towels are provided to your room. I imagine your sister may have a few questions as to your current state.