It annoyed him greatly that the woman beside him misunderstood his metaphor and instead thought he was speaking of a card game. For what he did mean by that, was the fact he saw right though the old woman's lies. Truth be told, the stupidity of common people did often annoy him greatly, for there is no shortage of such roaming the streets. And he found him self wondering why a city with such a fabulous wealth of knowledge, even a university, would display such foul stupidity. But he displayed none of this annoyance. T'was not his fault that both women were below him intellectually and seemed to understand none of what he said so clearly. Instead he took to pity. However there was something within the younger woman that caused him to hold her in higher regard - if only just. Perhaps it was the very last part of that statement. "But I care to see a young girl die in the street.” she said and her words were those of common sense, unlike the babbling of the old witch. She spoke as if hallucinations overtook her. Spoke something about him threatening her and killing her... preposterous! The artist was about as much a threat as a lonesome lamb in the streets of Zeltiva. And perhaps his manner was intimidating, but that manifestation was purely the cause of his concern for him dear friend. The stupidity of some people knew no boundaries. Swallowing his pride, he laid his eyes on the younger woman just before she stepped towards the little girl and he nodded as if to tell her she was right, no matter how misguided she might have been in comprehending his words. "I know a friend nearby, with a warm house." spoke the stupefied old woman and her words hacked at his nerves mercilessly, but still he showed no sign. Had she not listened to a word he spoke? Or was she simply incapable of comprehension? It seemed the more she spoke, the more she reminded him of a deaf dumb and blinded animal. Retreating a little, the artist relaxed his facial features as much as he could, appearing calm if not a little impassive. "Is there a reason the girl should not be taken to her home? " he spoke much simpler this time, realising the capability of the crowd he was addressing. "And then perhaps a doctor should be summoned. For at the moment, we're causing her more harm than the fever." |