Inej knows him well, the loyalty and helpfulness inherent in him something he's almost blind to in exchange for seeing his flaws more clearly. Mag mentioned in passing a problem and he immediately jumped to a solution, not even telling the woman he planned on fixing it until he knew for certain he could. And he won't tell her how or ask anything for it, she's giving them rooms and all, and he'll downplay it, shrug it off like it's nothing. Anyone would do that!
He feels that rush of pleasure at her compliment, now that is something that may actually get him to blush someday. "I suppose I could do that. It won't be difficult once I figure out the best way. That could be good coin." His mind goes there immediately too, obviously. They both know that surviving means needing the essentials. Some day he wants to get them a better place, and yes, he considers them a unit. She moved to Cadens for him, he wants her to be happy that she did.
"I'm afraid fixing the rot is a little over my head at this point. I think I know how to do it, but it would be difficult." Jesper has never actually discussed this with her or anyone else this closely before. It still feels strange to do, but he's tried to come out of his shell more. And it's Inej, he can tell her anything. At least with her it doesn't feel like he's going to get sick, the way strangers can.
"I'd have to change every part of the rot that way. I'm pulling the rotten wood out of it." Jesper concentrates and shows her, the wood seeming to soften and change to something loose in front of her eyes, pulling it but not like someone would snap wood off. It's some telekinesis, gripping the pieces he's identified and removing them. It feels difficult, he would be sweating in the real world, but it's easier here somehow. He tosses the rot aside to the ground, leaving behind the part of the plank that is still good, a little jagged in some places so he seems to smooth it over with a brush of his fingers.
"Theoretically the idea is that I take healthy wood and replace it, and then ... blend them all together into a strong piece?" Jesper takes a breather, letting himself relax, wiggling his fingers out of it. "But I'm guessing."
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He feels that rush of pleasure at her compliment, now that is something that may actually get him to blush someday. "I suppose I could do that. It won't be difficult once I figure out the best way. That could be good coin." His mind goes there immediately too, obviously. They both know that surviving means needing the essentials. Some day he wants to get them a better place, and yes, he considers them a unit. She moved to Cadens for him, he wants her to be happy that she did.
"I'm afraid fixing the rot is a little over my head at this point. I think I know how to do it, but it would be difficult." Jesper has never actually discussed this with her or anyone else this closely before. It still feels strange to do, but he's tried to come out of his shell more. And it's Inej, he can tell her anything. At least with her it doesn't feel like he's going to get sick, the way strangers can.
"I'd have to change every part of the rot that way. I'm pulling the rotten wood out of it." Jesper concentrates and shows her, the wood seeming to soften and change to something loose in front of her eyes, pulling it but not like someone would snap wood off. It's some telekinesis, gripping the pieces he's identified and removing them. It feels difficult, he would be sweating in the real world, but it's easier here somehow. He tosses the rot aside to the ground, leaving behind the part of the plank that is still good, a little jagged in some places so he seems to smooth it over with a brush of his fingers.
"Theoretically the idea is that I take healthy wood and replace it, and then ... blend them all together into a strong piece?" Jesper takes a breather, letting himself relax, wiggling his fingers out of it. "But I'm guessing."