Ophelia was delighted that she had been able to "pull the wool" over his eyes, it wasn't often that she was able to get him to agree to things so easily, and so once the shock was over, she quickly came over and pecked a quick kiss to his cheek, before flopping back over onto the plush chair. "[color=#ff4136]Theoreticals are your part and parcel with maths, you'd think that something so definitive as maths wouldn't have quite so many theoreticals to puzzle out.[/color]"
It was something she'd never understand, and not for lack of trying. She had sat in on a few of his lectures before, had taken notes, asked questions, and studied because she needed certain maths for her botany, as a biologist, she had to know how to take mathematical equations and translate them into an elixir, into a potion that could mend hurts, or protect against .. anything really. That was the nice part about alchemy and botany, they went hand in hand so well. "[color=#ff4136]You realize I've had the proposal written for a week, and I did over-estimate the budget this time, more than enough that I can take you to that nice restaurant you're so fond of as a thank you. I'll figure out a way to write it off as an expense by asking you to proof my counting of gold to pay for the meal.[/color]"
This was turning into an even better evening that she had first expected it to be, when she had darted out in the rain, holding her breath as she had counted each step away from the manor door to manor door. She knew the exact amount, and knew that she could run her way door to door, blindfolded, deaf, and wounded if needs be. There was a desire path slowly forming in the grasses, where she didn't bother with the nice paved paths. "[color=#ff4136]When I start my own garden I'll make sure there's a nice bed of petunias, begonias, and butterfly bushes to bring in all sorts of interested insects and name it for you, Rene.[/color]"
She hadn't heard about the Qunari in quite a while, so that had her interest piqued, as she pulled at a loose thread on her dress. She'd need to mend that when she got home. "[color=#ff4136]The pursuit of knowledge is the only worthwhile one, not money, not love, not fame. Knowledge is what sets us apart from the beasts, and anyone seeking that knowledge is enlightened, I don't see how they can be barbaric when they engage in the noblest of paths open to sentient beings. At least those of us who can string more than three words together in a row, there are some of the fanatics that seem to only know three words at a time.[/color]" She had no love of the Chantry, and their keeping of knowledge to their clerics in their libraries.
It was something she'd never understand, and not for lack of trying. She had sat in on a few of his lectures before, had taken notes, asked questions, and studied because she needed certain maths for her botany, as a biologist, she had to know how to take mathematical equations and translate them into an elixir, into a potion that could mend hurts, or protect against .. anything really. That was the nice part about alchemy and botany, they went hand in hand so well. "[color=#ff4136]You realize I've had the proposal written for a week, and I did over-estimate the budget this time, more than enough that I can take you to that nice restaurant you're so fond of as a thank you. I'll figure out a way to write it off as an expense by asking you to proof my counting of gold to pay for the meal.[/color]"
This was turning into an even better evening that she had first expected it to be, when she had darted out in the rain, holding her breath as she had counted each step away from the manor door to manor door. She knew the exact amount, and knew that she could run her way door to door, blindfolded, deaf, and wounded if needs be. There was a desire path slowly forming in the grasses, where she didn't bother with the nice paved paths. "[color=#ff4136]When I start my own garden I'll make sure there's a nice bed of petunias, begonias, and butterfly bushes to bring in all sorts of interested insects and name it for you, Rene.[/color]"
She hadn't heard about the Qunari in quite a while, so that had her interest piqued, as she pulled at a loose thread on her dress. She'd need to mend that when she got home. "[color=#ff4136]The pursuit of knowledge is the only worthwhile one, not money, not love, not fame. Knowledge is what sets us apart from the beasts, and anyone seeking that knowledge is enlightened, I don't see how they can be barbaric when they engage in the noblest of paths open to sentient beings. At least those of us who can string more than three words together in a row, there are some of the fanatics that seem to only know three words at a time.[/color]" She had no love of the Chantry, and their keeping of knowledge to their clerics in their libraries.
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