"His rocks sometimes ...show up in pockets with no rhyme or reason." None that Verso had discovered so far, anyways. And he's not especially watching Barcus' own hunt, so that might make it a bit less suspicious a thing.
"Oh!" Esquie however was delighted as he gently took the little bag between two fingers, bobbling one way then the next in excitement as he peered into it. "Hello, new little friend!"
And if Barcus wanted someone to hang raptly on every word he was saying? He was getting that from Esquie, who held the bag with the coal in it carefully as he nodded happily in response to the gnome.
"You know so much about rocks! You must be their very best friend!" He enthused, even as Verso, with a wry smile, was urging their little band into movement.
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Date: 2025-07-30 01:33 am (UTC)"Oh!" Esquie however was delighted as he gently took the little bag between two fingers, bobbling one way then the next in excitement as he peered into it. "Hello, new little friend!"
And if Barcus wanted someone to hang raptly on every word he was saying? He was getting that from Esquie, who held the bag with the coal in it carefully as he nodded happily in response to the gnome.
"You know so much about rocks! You must be their very best friend!" He enthused, even as Verso, with a wry smile, was urging their little band into movement.