Veronica, Eleven decides. Archeval's mannerisms remind him of her the most. It's a funny thought.
But he blinks back to attention when the man shifts his own, eyes on the back of his hand.
"Ah, yes," he says, resisting the urge to fidget. "It isn't new."
The thing of it is, he's not sure it means anything anymore. But for all his ignorance of Yggdrasil, his companion doesn't look terribly foreign. Perhaps he'd simply grown up somewhere remote, where She wasn't visible.
"Erdwin's Lantern," he tries, seeking Archeval's reaction. "The red star where the spirit of the Luminary of Legend has kept watch over Erdrea since the Age of Heroes."
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But he blinks back to attention when the man shifts his own, eyes on the back of his hand.
"Ah, yes," he says, resisting the urge to fidget. "It isn't new."
The thing of it is, he's not sure it means anything anymore. But for all his ignorance of Yggdrasil, his companion doesn't look terribly foreign. Perhaps he'd simply grown up somewhere remote, where She wasn't visible.
"Erdwin's Lantern," he tries, seeking Archeval's reaction. "The red star where the spirit of the Luminary of Legend has kept watch over Erdrea since the Age of Heroes."