Stranger in a Strange Land (Ha'na & Sam)

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

"Glass?" he asked, startled. "But glass is made from sand, isn't it? Fired clay just becomes... pottery... crockery... whatever." Though the Drykas shared roles between the genders, pottery was not a skill he had learned.

He ate the bread because it was in front of him, but his stomach had shrunk over the years and he was almost too full to continue.

[Hana]

She smiled, nodding softly. "But clay is simply sand ground into the finest possible grain. There are a few more things, but... The sand is key. Then there is the sand I add to make it even stronger. And finally, if I glaze the pieces, it is covered in yet another type of glass."

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

"Oh," he said, taking in this impromptu lesson in pottery. "Someday you will have to show me all the steps."

No knowledge was useless, he figured, even if he wasn't planning to become a potter. Horse would just break things. Shykehead.

[Hana]

She smiled and nodded. "By the time you are ready, I suspect I will have all of my extra unfired stock finished and moved to my new place."

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

"Your new place?" he asked, hoping that place was still in Syliras. He thought he had made a friend of Ha'na, but he was always dangerously naive and his survival depended far too much on luck than was healthy. "Where are you moving?"

[Hana]

She nodded, looking down at the food in front of them as she felt her cheeks grow warm. "Do you know where Mechanical Marvels is? I live there now. Well... I haven't moved my cat there yet, but... I stay there."

She cleared her throat. Really it wasn't very proper at all.

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

"Oh, yes." He smiled. "I've seen it, but it was closed when I was there... so I haven't been inside or anything."

He was too polite to ask, but he assumed she was a good person and that all was on the up and up.

[Hana]

"You should come by and see the shop. Alistair makes the most wonderful things..." She gave a tiny smile and nodded. "I could spend all day just looking at his inventions."

[Sama'el Sunsinger]

"Well, that was the plan when I saw it. I don't know anything about gadgets... traps and horse tack are the most complicated things I know. But when I peeked through the window it looked like lots of fun toys."

He grinned, still young enough to enjoy a good toy if it was "grown up."

[Hana]

"When you bring the food to cook, go there. I'll be sure you're shown around." She smiled, letting out a happy little sigh. "But for now I should probably get back to my clay. You can stay and watch if you like."