[ vash's mouth twists with some cocktail of chagrin and confusion. so they were never shown any proof, but thorne believes it to be true. that seems to be a running theme here in abraxas. ]

So that's why we're being summoned? To do something about it.

[ he slips further into the water with a soft groan sounding in the back of his throat. ]

I don't even understand how magic works. It was all fiction back home... books about wizards and dragons and stuff.

[ he thinks maybe Solvunn may have made a bit of a miscalculation when they plucked him from the fabric of reality. not that it'll stop him from trying all the same, but still. maybe his spot would've been better spent on someone not completely out of their depth when it came to the fantastical. or what counts as the fantastical to vash. ]