[An unexpected burst of homesickness seizes Linhardt upon hearing Dorothea's nickname for him - it's an expected nickname so it shouldn't be a surprise, but it is. Linhardt swallows the sudden lump in his throat - he doesn't even like Fodlan, why would he miss anything about it?
He shoves the emotion into The Internal Box and returns his attention to the man in front of him.]
I cannot say I find older men particularly attractive - they lack stamina and are too inclined to lecturing, which I find tedious and not enjoyable in a bedmate.
[Or they're too similar to his father's peers, which is like pouring cold water between his legs. They're all...anti-arousing.]
There is nothing wrong with having varied experiences - how are you to know what you do or do not like without trying many things?
[This is not a conversation that anyone in Fodlan would have with him, but Linhardt doesn't mind. He's never really cared about what is 'socially appropriate', and the other man very clearly has a different culture. Linhardt doesn't understand anything he's referencing. Who is Ken? Why are they saluting a flag? The flag? Which flag?
Magic, though. Magic he understands. Linhardt brightens when the stranger brings up the subject.]
I do. Are there people here who come from worlds without magic? What a terrible thing to do to them.
[Eliot's proclamation that parties were for 'letting loose' and not about politics earns him a small smile.]
If you are trying to endear yourself to me, telling me that my father is incorrect is a very effective way to do so.
[More people should tell his father he is wrong. Ideally to his face so Linhardt can watch.]
I would go to more parties if they had magic that wasn't our healers peeling drunk nobles off the floor.
I primarily act as a healer, but I also know elemental magics and warp magic. All magic is fascinating, but I prefer to study forms that are not used to harm people.
[It would have taken Brakebills 2 seconds to declare Linhardt a Knowledge student. The man is obsessed with magic.]
I also am trying to determine how magic is inherited and I enjoy studying ancient magical artifacts.
no subject
He shoves the emotion into The Internal Box and returns his attention to the man in front of him.]
I cannot say I find older men particularly attractive - they lack stamina and are too inclined to lecturing, which I find tedious and not enjoyable in a bedmate.
[Or they're too similar to his father's peers, which is like pouring cold water between his legs. They're all...anti-arousing.]
There is nothing wrong with having varied experiences - how are you to know what you do or do not like without trying many things?
[This is not a conversation that anyone in Fodlan would have with him, but Linhardt doesn't mind. He's never really cared about what is 'socially appropriate', and the other man very clearly has a different culture. Linhardt doesn't understand anything he's referencing. Who is Ken? Why are they saluting a flag? The flag? Which flag?
Magic, though. Magic he understands. Linhardt brightens when the stranger brings up the subject.]
I do. Are there people here who come from worlds without magic? What a terrible thing to do to them.
[Eliot's proclamation that parties were for 'letting loose' and not about politics earns him a small smile.]
If you are trying to endear yourself to me, telling me that my father is incorrect is a very effective way to do so.
[More people should tell his father he is wrong. Ideally to his face so Linhardt can watch.]
I would go to more parties if they had magic that wasn't our healers peeling drunk nobles off the floor.
I primarily act as a healer, but I also know elemental magics and warp magic. All magic is fascinating, but I prefer to study forms that are not used to harm people.
[It would have taken Brakebills 2 seconds to declare Linhardt a Knowledge student. The man is obsessed with magic.]
I also am trying to determine how magic is inherited and I enjoy studying ancient magical artifacts.
[Little magic nerd is right.]