[ Luocha is correct not to play his hand at this time. For all that Caelus seems to bumble through life agreeing to everything, he is a little more sensitive to scheming and manipulation than most might think, and even he would have to refuse if for any reason he caught even a hint of the open greed that lurks beneath the merchant's placid exterior. Even if Luocha were to hide his interest behind the mask of the well-meaning, ever-helpful man of medicine, whispering convincingly about potential treatments or a scientific interest in his condition, Caelus might still refuse, out of concern for Luocha's safety if not his own. Sorry, but I can't let you do that. You'd be putting yourself in danger, too, if the Stellaron went out of control.
But — let's say, theoretically, there was more time to build the snare, and set up the conditions for Caelus to step in it. Suppose he could be convinced of the necessity of it; suppose he thought of Luocha as a friend. It wouldn't even take very long: after all, even his precious family on the Astral Express are really only strangers he's known for a few months, a few weeks, and when every friend is a stranger then so too is every stranger a friend. There are all sorts of possibilities in this world, and he is so very, very agreeable, when it comes to people he thinks of as his friends.
And he likes Luocha, anyway. Or at least, he thinks he likes Luocha, when he remembers that he doesn't need to feel threatened. ]
Yeah. Himeko said Penacony was going to be our next stop.
[ Apparently quite at ease again, Caelus leans back in his seat, arching his back just slightly, stretching out the (evidently chronic) aches in his spine. He rolls his broad shoulders and his long neck, then settles into a new relaxed position, looking at Luocha with expectant interest. ]
I don't know very much about it, though... I was planning to do some light reading at least, but then the Stellaron at the Luofu appeared.
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But — let's say, theoretically, there was more time to build the snare, and set up the conditions for Caelus to step in it. Suppose he could be convinced of the necessity of it; suppose he thought of Luocha as a friend. It wouldn't even take very long: after all, even his precious family on the Astral Express are really only strangers he's known for a few months, a few weeks, and when every friend is a stranger then so too is every stranger a friend. There are all sorts of possibilities in this world, and he is so very, very agreeable, when it comes to people he thinks of as his friends.
And he likes Luocha, anyway. Or at least, he thinks he likes Luocha, when he remembers that he doesn't need to feel threatened. ]
Yeah. Himeko said Penacony was going to be our next stop.
[ Apparently quite at ease again, Caelus leans back in his seat, arching his back just slightly, stretching out the (evidently chronic) aches in his spine. He rolls his broad shoulders and his long neck, then settles into a new relaxed position, looking at Luocha with expectant interest. ]
I don't know very much about it, though... I was planning to do some light reading at least, but then the Stellaron at the Luofu appeared.
[ ...As Luocha would know, very intimately. ]
Do you need something there? In Penacony.