[ America certainly sounds like a curious place. The idea of one country somehow affecting all others on that level: Claude's not sure he can picture it. It could be argued that Fodlan was capable of this in its own way given how against any kind of outside influence the Church of Seiros was. America's got one thing going for it, from that description: ]
I like the sound of it being a melting pot. Plus the tourism and immigration, since that's what I'm hoping to achieve in Fodlan someday though it'll... take a while to get there, I'm sure. There's no reason for borders to be closed so tightly when we're all better off by getting to know people who live elsewhere with different ways than the ones we might be familiar with.
[ It's not lost on Claude that this also applies to here, in its own way. Or maybe just for him since he's learned a great deal not just from talking to others, but in this conversation. Most of it he's filing away for later as questions to ask the other Summoned so as to not overwhelm her with everything he wants to know, or as topics to tackle in one of the libraries.
As Julie describes the ways things travel around Abraxas, Claude glances down and tries to picture the map of the continent he'd studied to commit where everything was to memory. For an added visual - a holdover from planning war tactics - he shuffles a few things around the tabletop for an extremely abstract interpretation: his mug for Solvunn's rough location, the teapot for Thorne, and a saucer for the Free Cities. Now the route makes more sense to him, that Solvunn would act between the two in a function much as the Alliance had served while Claude had crafted their careful veneer of neutrality in the war. ]
It makes sense Thorne and the Free Cities would want a filter for what goes where instead of accepting a direct delivery. And I assume so that no one goes too close to the Singularity without any of the three knowing about it first.
[ But even with those enforced borders, Julie was still able to travel from Thorne to here, from the sound of it. Claude contemplates that while studying his questionable map and debates asking. Then again, maybe that's a 'don't ask the first time you meet someone' topic. Instead he gestures to a pocket of empty space roughly meant to signify the mysterious formation. ]
Shame it's not any closer. I'd be interested in seeing it in person sometime but it sounds like getting there is a bit of an ordeal.
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I like the sound of it being a melting pot. Plus the tourism and immigration, since that's what I'm hoping to achieve in Fodlan someday though it'll... take a while to get there, I'm sure. There's no reason for borders to be closed so tightly when we're all better off by getting to know people who live elsewhere with different ways than the ones we might be familiar with.
[ It's not lost on Claude that this also applies to here, in its own way. Or maybe just for him since he's learned a great deal not just from talking to others, but in this conversation. Most of it he's filing away for later as questions to ask the other Summoned so as to not overwhelm her with everything he wants to know, or as topics to tackle in one of the libraries.
As Julie describes the ways things travel around Abraxas, Claude glances down and tries to picture the map of the continent he'd studied to commit where everything was to memory. For an added visual - a holdover from planning war tactics - he shuffles a few things around the tabletop for an extremely abstract interpretation: his mug for Solvunn's rough location, the teapot for Thorne, and a saucer for the Free Cities. Now the route makes more sense to him, that Solvunn would act between the two in a function much as the Alliance had served while Claude had crafted their careful veneer of neutrality in the war. ]
It makes sense Thorne and the Free Cities would want a filter for what goes where instead of accepting a direct delivery. And I assume so that no one goes too close to the Singularity without any of the three knowing about it first.
[ But even with those enforced borders, Julie was still able to travel from Thorne to here, from the sound of it. Claude contemplates that while studying his questionable map and debates asking. Then again, maybe that's a 'don't ask the first time you meet someone' topic. Instead he gestures to a pocket of empty space roughly meant to signify the mysterious formation. ]
Shame it's not any closer. I'd be interested in seeing it in person sometime but it sounds like getting there is a bit of an ordeal.