Then, again, that stiffness vanished as soon as he requested information about the Basin, replaced by a brilliant smile full of enthusiasm for the subject at hand. And then she plunged ahead, droppping tidbits of information that both confirmed suspicions and brought about new questions. Yes, the Basin was to the north, way up in the lands that were forever chilly and prone to snow. Not an overly delightful thought, though her reassertions of a hot spring pillowed the prospect of deep cold, along with the promise of good grass when the seasons were warm. Though he knew that such warmth was fleeting at best.
It was the names she brought up that made his mind whirl. Why were they familiar? They were not names of Vanthrans, nor denizens of the lost Tides. And yet... familiar in ways he couldn't grasp. Whether this was a good thing or a bad thing he didn't know, but a fact that he tucked away for later consideration. Besides, he couldn't bring himself to dash away that dreamy smile that adorned Illynx's face with fresh questions that would obviously be prying. "Well it sounds like someplace definitely worth seeing, if you'd show me the way. And I think I wouldn't mind staying." Not too much, anyway.