[Vasily pauses, and frowns. It's odd in Aldis for someone to refuse to be read so strongly, but that is a clear lack of consent, and so they do not make further attempts to probe against that shield. Oh, they want to. They always want to. But wanting need not be doing, and they are distracted by the map unfurled moments later.]
I--[They stare down at it, eyes wide. Planar travel is all but a certainty but, forgive them, that was not something they had on their list of "things that could happen today" when they woke up this morning.]
What? You're--you're quite certain this map is correct? I...[They laugh, a little shakily, but touch their fingers to the map, trying to read into the past of the object itself. Ascertain it was made truthfully and not as a terrible prank. Ignore the mild nosebleed, they won't drip on your map, it's fine.]
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I--[They stare down at it, eyes wide. Planar travel is all but a certainty but, forgive them, that was not something they had on their list of "things that could happen today" when they woke up this morning.]
What? You're--you're quite certain this map is correct? I...[They laugh, a little shakily, but touch their fingers to the map, trying to read into the past of the object itself. Ascertain it was made truthfully and not as a terrible prank. Ignore the mild nosebleed, they won't drip on your map, it's fine.]
I am quite lost, it seems.