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[oblige]

[ He's been trying regardless, if only in the vein of the babiest of healing attempts, but— ]

I had not wished to presume.

[untsundered]

Oh? Did you think I was implying myself? I would not so arrogantly claim myself an expert, but I do suppose I am capable enough to teach you—if this is your sorry excuse for a formal request, that is.

[He absolutely is an expert, literally the strongest sorcerer in his world, and he definitely was implying himself. It's just unbecoming for Amaurotines to brag so directly...]

[oblige]

[ What other expert with some manner of commonality with Dominants might there be, that Emet-Selch might have alluded to?

Not that Dion will ask this question. Instead: ]

It is true that I should ask properly.

Would you be willing to instruct me on this subject, though I may be rather ignorant?

[ Beyond weaponizing his aether, that is. He's unfortunately well-versed in that. ]

[untsundered]

[None, really. He's just being difficult. That Dion took him earnestly is...well, charming.]

Well, I suppose I cannot have you bumbling about making a fool of yourself should you attempt such on your own. It would be more mess for me to clean up, no doubt. If you truly wish to learn, then know I will suffer no fools. I expect commitment, not excuses.

[In truth, part of this is to also...sate his own curiosity about Dion and the Dominants. Though, he would stick to his remote observations to satisfy it if not for the fact he finds Dion rather tolerable.]

[oblige]

[ Excuses were never acceptable in his upbringing, so Dion would expect no less. If his results were not enough, then he simply needed to work harder.

It is, after all, the least he can do when Emet-Selch would kindly donate his time and knowledge. ]

Thank you in advance for your guidance. I shall do my utmost.

If you've a preferred time and location, I will abide by it.

[ Or, in other words: as he's the one benefiting from Emet-Selch's tutelage, he expects to do so at the man's convenience. ]

[untsundered]

For now, I have this arena to construct for you and your unruly brethren. Perhaps once it is finished we shall utilize it for more than fisticuffs.

I shall send word when it is ready, till then try to keep the others under control, won't you.

[Dion has been assigned babysitter of the Dominants.]

[oblige]

I understand. Thank you for your aid, Emet-Selch.

For now, I shall bid you good day then.

[ He ought not take up too much of the man's time, after all. ]

[untsundered]

[So earnest...and he certainly knows his manners.

It's almost embarrassing, but Emet-Selch just leaves it be at that. No point in farewells when they will see each other soon enough, and he sees no reason to openly accept thanks before his aid has been rightfully given.

Off to the task at hand, then...]