It's a mark of Talin's maturity as a person, and his suitability for his appointed task, that he manages not to respond back with his knee-jerk feeling every time some human talks about how old something of theirs is: Bet there's an older name in Elvhen. That it takes a moment of actual effort to swallow the words down just means that he's making the conscience choice not to be an asshole, which, when you think about it, is more meaningful than if it took him no effort at all.
At least, it might be more meaningful if it weren't motivated by being a more effective spy when humans like him.
Regardless, he bites his tongue—and he knows nostalgia when he hears it. Knows the kind for a place you'll never go back to best.
"Orth..." he muses, considering, teasing at what he knows of Trade, Tevene, and Elvhen, what archaic words and forms survive in place names that have fallen out of every day use... Then he shrugs, because what he knows isn't all that much. "What's it mean?"
no subject
At least, it might be more meaningful if it weren't motivated by being a more effective spy when humans like him.
Regardless, he bites his tongue—and he knows nostalgia when he hears it. Knows the kind for a place you'll never go back to best.
"Orth..." he muses, considering, teasing at what he knows of Trade, Tevene, and Elvhen, what archaic words and forms survive in place names that have fallen out of every day use... Then he shrugs, because what he knows isn't all that much. "What's it mean?"