<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">As Faden elaborated on his heritage, Vas began to understand him a bit more. A layman might have found him a touch superstitious, but not the naga. As little as he new of the New Age, he knew that it had grown enough in recent years to have achieved that which was possible through older, more traditional religions. Including, he supposed, creating life. Or at least enriching it. Thus far, his assumptions were still only assumptions, but that orange glow could not have come from a typical mortal man. And with his luck when it came to finding those cut from a particular cloth, he was willing to wager that this assumption was correct.<br/>
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Before he could think much on the matter, the other man threw his arms around his shoulders. He may well have taken Vas tot he ground, had the taller man not caught himself. He stumbled, albeit briefly, an when he got his footing, it was with a hearty laugh that he secured himself with an arm around Faden's middle. A friendly gesture that he hoped wouldn't cross a personal boundary. He doubted it.<br/>
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"Don't give me <i>too</i> much credit," he insisted. "Stone lore is... very new to me." New in general, at least to a creature as old as Vas. "I'm an eternal student. Always learning. Once I've run out of things to learn, I'm in trouble, but I'm finding stones quite fascinating. They have little souls of their own, don't they?"<br/>
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Asked about the fang dangling about his chest, Vas peered down, a bit of nostalgia in his gaze. "What, this?" Despite his many years, he had no inkling of how to tell Faden that the sharp, off-white sliver had come from his own body. A reminder, in a sense, of a life long since past. Ages ago, it had snapped off in a scuffle that had seemed important at the time, but a pittance centuries later, and now it served as a mere token of what he had once been. The memories that came with it were bittersweet, and he wasn't all that keen to share them with someone he had only met. Especially considering Faden may not have believed a word.<br/>
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"It's from another life, I guess you could say," he replied at length. "Little reminder of where I came from. And, you know, really good in a pinch when someone forgets a bottle opener." He gave a smirk and a playful wink, and that was that.</span>