I wonder if I told you the same story, or maybe... the one about some missing kids, an animal that got loose... Helping to repair a barn after a storm...

[ Plenty of stories; a traveler is made of nothing but, after all. It tickles Siffrin to no end to think of it though -- that G'raha would've been charmed time and time again, by a simple tale and-- whatever else they bring to the table.

(That his eyes would linger so, that his ears might turn at the spund of your voice...

...

Though, you doubt you would've noticed. You hadn't even known what Isa was gonna say until it clicked a dozen loops in. Maybe it's better that they kept forgetting, then. You and Raha.) ]

I usually just ran errands, though. And hunted for coin. Nothing grand.