"We haven't seen each other's laboratory conditions yet, and already thou ponderst what I do to my body in the after-hours?" he chuckles. "Thou hast a very direct approach, I adore that." A pause. "My apologies, that was untoward of my self. I acknowledge thy interest is of academical venue. I merely thought flustering thee momentarily might distract me from my... linguistic failure. It did not."
He scowls in the direction of the blackboards and sighs: "It would certainly be easier if there wasn't so much blank space between the sigils."
"Nothing," he says with uncommon seriousness, "can be perfect. Only death dwells in true perfection. No, I merely meant that when thou readest 'Light'," he makes a vague gesture towards where the particular sigil should be hidden, "thou thinkest of a different light than I do. Yet the word itself embodies all of those interpretations, thine, mine, everyone else's. I have yet to encounter a language for which this isn't true. I also have yet to encounter a language in which the gulf between meanings ina singular word attempts to claw the reader's brain out."
Re: Break Time
A pause.
"My apologies, that was untoward of my self. I acknowledge thy interest is of academical venue. I merely thought flustering thee momentarily might distract me from my... linguistic failure. It did not."
He scowls in the direction of the blackboards and sighs: "It would certainly be easier if there wasn't so much blank space between the sigils."
"Nothing," he says with uncommon seriousness, "can be perfect. Only death dwells in true perfection. No, I merely meant that when thou readest 'Light'," he makes a vague gesture towards where the particular sigil should be hidden, "thou thinkest of a different light than I do. Yet the word itself embodies all of those interpretations, thine, mine, everyone else's. I have yet to encounter a language for which this isn't true. I also have yet to encounter a language in which the gulf between meanings ina singular word attempts to claw the reader's brain out."