[ Gray comes up on her tip-toes so that she can peek at the map as Hayame explains. ]
Oh... that makes sense. It sounds simple when you put it that way.
[ She hadn't thought about the possibility of people (or animals) trying to dam the rivers. Once Gray has the map back, she'll jot down those points on the back of the parchment. But first, the smell of heartily roasted corn wafts over, and she startles like a poked rabbit when she remembers that she left food cooking by the fire. Leaving Hayame with the map for a moment, she hops to retrieving the sticks of corn. After ensuring that they haven't crossed the line from toasty to burnt, she trots back with a couple in hand. Whenever Hayame feels satisfied with the map, Gray will offer to trade it for some corn. ]
Is it better to have a few big, strong bases? Or a lot of smaller ones to cover territory?
[ Gray probably won't have any say in that decision in the end, but she can still be curious. And it can't hurt to have a little more perspective while she works. ]
[Corn for the map is a decent enough trade... Hayame will accept. Handling it carefully so as not to burn her fingers, she takes the corn and sets quickly to blowing on it slightly, while also considering the question.]
That depends.
[Sharp canines make quick work of the corn, tearing in to rip them off the cob.]
In Alenroux's case I would go with less bases but more scout outposts, but it will be best for General Zaman to make that call. Which she will be able to do better with proper survey details.
[ Who knew corn could look so victimized... Gray lets her own cool a bit longer while she glances over the map again. Hayame is right that everything will be up to the General, so there's no point in overthinking things. Leaving the hard stuff to the experts suits Gray just fine.
With that happy conclusion, Gray sets the map aside and begins to nibble at her corn. She feels a little bad about the trainees working while she and Hayame relax, but she knows better than to mention that aloud. ]
[Hayame is a slaughterer of vegetables as well as meats... As much as she preferred the latter for the protein. Or rice for familiarity. You could feed an army as long as you had rice.
But.]
... I do not think of things that way. Whether I "like" them or not.
[- She sure was doing it, though? Ever since the loss of the first Oracle to Zenith...]
At least this way my skills are put to use in a practical way. Meridian needs to come out victorious if there is any hope of returning to our worlds.
[ And here she thought it was a simple yes or no question. She really never knows what she might get out of Hayame. ]
So... there isn't anything you'd say you particularly enjoy?
[ If so, that seems like a depressing existence. Even in the pit of her depression, Gray still managed to find enjoyment in little things like detective stories. She isn't sure how she would've managed without them. ]
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Oh... that makes sense. It sounds simple when you put it that way.
[ She hadn't thought about the possibility of people (or animals) trying to dam the rivers. Once Gray has the map back, she'll jot down those points on the back of the parchment. But first, the smell of heartily roasted corn wafts over, and she startles like a poked rabbit when she remembers that she left food cooking by the fire. Leaving Hayame with the map for a moment, she hops to retrieving the sticks of corn. After ensuring that they haven't crossed the line from toasty to burnt, she trots back with a couple in hand. Whenever Hayame feels satisfied with the map, Gray will offer to trade it for some corn. ]
Is it better to have a few big, strong bases? Or a lot of smaller ones to cover territory?
[ Gray probably won't have any say in that decision in the end, but she can still be curious. And it can't hurt to have a little more perspective while she works. ]
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That depends.
[Sharp canines make quick work of the corn, tearing in to rip them off the cob.]
In Alenroux's case I would go with less bases but more scout outposts, but it will be best for General Zaman to make that call. Which she will be able to do better with proper survey details.
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With that happy conclusion, Gray sets the map aside and begins to nibble at her corn. She feels a little bad about the trainees working while she and Hayame relax, but she knows better than to mention that aloud. ]
Have you liked training the soldiers?
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But.]
... I do not think of things that way. Whether I "like" them or not.
[- She sure was doing it, though? Ever since the loss of the first Oracle to Zenith...]
At least this way my skills are put to use in a practical way. Meridian needs to come out victorious if there is any hope of returning to our worlds.
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So... there isn't anything you'd say you particularly enjoy?
[ If so, that seems like a depressing existence. Even in the pit of her depression, Gray still managed to find enjoyment in little things like detective stories. She isn't sure how she would've managed without them. ]
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PLEASE FORGIVE ME AND GIVE ME MORE GRAY SOON SO I CAN MAKE IT UP TO YOU]
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