"You certainly may illustrate me, if it pleases you, though I would caution you to consider the fact that you may, indeed, have brought out the pen expressly for the purpose of chewing, despite your current misgivings about such an endeavor. An object like the one you hold would be quite handy for chewing and you may have temporarily reconsidered it's prime usage. One must keep one's teeth both clean and sharp, don't you agree?" Without waiting for a response from the perplexed and perplexing Vaan, Rethian continued. "I have come here on a thus-far solitary sort of a search, you might say. Decades ago I found a bit of lore and became rather fascinated by it; years of study gone, you see, so I mustn't let it go now, I'm sure you understand... where was I? Oh yes, it, 'it' being my studies, of course, brought me here, to this desert, to seek the answer to the questions of my current purpose in life, that being my search for the place described in the lore I stumbled upon, that being the bit I mentioned earlier."
Rethian paused his rambling "dialog" for a moment, walking over the the Vaan's side to study the progress of what he hoped was to be a fashionable likeness.
