"Mm, well, the last one I went on wasn't all that much fun," Barcus says ruefully, but hops off the stool gamely enough, stretching. "But as long as you don't expect me to go down into the sewers, I can at least get you started looking."
He gets distracted by Esquie, staring again as if to try to determine how he got outside, but then he shakes himself a little and looks up at Verso. "Ah. Barcus. Barcus Wroot. Well met, Verso. And...Esquie?"
He's still not sure what sort of being Esquie even is, but there's no polite way to ask that. He'll just wait until someone rude asks and listen in to the answer.
Heading to the door, he finds it quite easy to get through, himself, but on the other side he looks up at Esquie again, bemused. "You lost all four at once? What sort of rocks are they, aside from being magical?"
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Date: 2025-07-29 03:57 am (UTC)He gets distracted by Esquie, staring again as if to try to determine how he got outside, but then he shakes himself a little and looks up at Verso. "Ah. Barcus. Barcus Wroot. Well met, Verso. And...Esquie?"
He's still not sure what sort of being Esquie even is, but there's no polite way to ask that. He'll just wait until someone rude asks and listen in to the answer.
Heading to the door, he finds it quite easy to get through, himself, but on the other side he looks up at Esquie again, bemused. "You lost all four at once? What sort of rocks are they, aside from being magical?"