[ Tezcatlipoca is at least pretty quick at eating the meat, also in true Cat™ form. It makes much more sense why he’d asked now, but he probably could have been a bit clearer why… At least that doesn’t seem to fully be his plan for the meal, since once he’s eaten that piece, he folds the napkin so he can use the cleaner backside to wipe off some of the blood and marinade from his face. All while listening attentively, of course. ]
Yeah, I get it. Works pretty similarly for mages in my world. The metaphors you use are even pretty common ones, but I assume that’s just because it works well for conceptualizin’ it.
[ He tilts his head slightly as he looks at Matt, but it’s like he’s looking past him. Or rather, scrutinizing for something that isn’t seen physically. He ends up laughing, though, then reaches across the table again to hand the tongs to Matt. He’s on duty for picking the level of doneness, apparently. ]
…You’d make a mage from my world jealous, though, bein’ able to do it that easy. Mages get up to all kinds of crazy shit because Magic Circuits are inherently limited. Just think of it like a nervous system that you push your magical energy through, and the amount you get at birth, that’s all you got.
[ It’s much more complicated than that, but despite giving this much freely, he’s not actually inclined to dive into the subject fully. It doesn’t feel particularly relevant to him, since beyond the two mages from his world that are here, it doesn’t matter much. It’s a world that’s dead and gone, and other worlds and Kenos itself have their own. The explanation remains as something more like academic curiosity. ]
‘Course, not that I interact with mages all that much. Ironic, all things considered, but ever since the Age of Gods ended, they’re a pretty atheistic bunch. [ Which. He clicks his tongue as he remembers. ] I mean, shit, one of ‘em here told me that to my face. You're probably more of a believer than I've met in a long fuckin' time.
[ He gives a glance to the cup of pain like he's going to try again, but... No. He waits. ]
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Yeah, I get it. Works pretty similarly for mages in my world. The metaphors you use are even pretty common ones, but I assume that’s just because it works well for conceptualizin’ it.
[ He tilts his head slightly as he looks at Matt, but it’s like he’s looking past him. Or rather, scrutinizing for something that isn’t seen physically. He ends up laughing, though, then reaches across the table again to hand the tongs to Matt. He’s on duty for picking the level of doneness, apparently. ]
…You’d make a mage from my world jealous, though, bein’ able to do it that easy. Mages get up to all kinds of crazy shit because Magic Circuits are inherently limited. Just think of it like a nervous system that you push your magical energy through, and the amount you get at birth, that’s all you got.
[ It’s much more complicated than that, but despite giving this much freely, he’s not actually inclined to dive into the subject fully. It doesn’t feel particularly relevant to him, since beyond the two mages from his world that are here, it doesn’t matter much. It’s a world that’s dead and gone, and other worlds and Kenos itself have their own. The explanation remains as something more like academic curiosity. ]
‘Course, not that I interact with mages all that much. Ironic, all things considered, but ever since the Age of Gods ended, they’re a pretty atheistic bunch. [ Which. He clicks his tongue as he remembers. ] I mean, shit, one of ‘em here told me that to my face. You're probably more of a believer than I've met in a long fuckin' time.
[ He gives a glance to the cup of pain like he's going to try again, but... No. He waits. ]