Ah, now that is a title. She doesn't need to understand its constituent words perfectly to understand, based on its distribution and weight, that it means something to be the Sorcerer Supreme. Even if he hadn't followed it up with any additional qualifiers on leadership. Honestly, this influx of knowledge might have been overwhelming — but Jasnah finds it near-soothing. She nods, thoughtful, as he continues. The only thing that gives her true pause is the suspicion that she may have somehow left the Cosmere entirely, a feat that she'd only ever discussed as a hypothetical with the only person who might have ever otherwise managed it. Hmm.
"I know tea," she answers — delayed, mostly because she's busy eyeing the shelves, but she soon looks back to him and settles into a firm, standing posture. "And would like some, thank you. Without milk, without sugar."
Jasnah doesn't know this, of course, but tea on Roshar is really just a tisane. Nevertheless, the Connection makes one word rope-up with another and she understands, implicitly, what she's agreeing to. Something brewed, and she knows how she'd prefer something unsweetened. It's unlike her to drink anything she hasn't prepared herself, or hasn't soulcast, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
Hm. Alright, time to build a different bridge first.
"Jasnah Kholin," she taps her right palm against her chest. And quite intentionally omits her titles. They won't mean anything here. "Before arriving here, I was in the tower city of Urithiru. The continent of Roshar. The planet Roshar." Not unlike the New York - New York nesting doll he introduced earlier.
Should she continue, like she asked him to continue? She considers for a moment.
"The Rosharan system. In the Cosmere. I — I don't know the galaxy. I don't know what a galaxy is."
Spoiler alert! What she thinks the universe is (the Cosmere) is in fact just a galaxy. But she doesn't know that. Either way, she doesn't seem in the least bit perturbed to admit to her shortfall in this topic.
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Date: 2025-12-19 05:00 pm (UTC)"I know tea," she answers — delayed, mostly because she's busy eyeing the shelves, but she soon looks back to him and settles into a firm, standing posture. "And would like some, thank you. Without milk, without sugar."
Jasnah doesn't know this, of course, but tea on Roshar is really just a tisane. Nevertheless, the Connection makes one word rope-up with another and she understands, implicitly, what she's agreeing to. Something brewed, and she knows how she'd prefer something unsweetened. It's unlike her to drink anything she hasn't prepared herself, or hasn't soulcast, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
Hm. Alright, time to build a different bridge first.
"Jasnah Kholin," she taps her right palm against her chest. And quite intentionally omits her titles. They won't mean anything here. "Before arriving here, I was in the tower city of Urithiru. The continent of Roshar. The planet Roshar." Not unlike the New York - New York nesting doll he introduced earlier.
Should she continue, like she asked him to continue? She considers for a moment.
"The Rosharan system. In the Cosmere. I — I don't know the galaxy. I don't know what a galaxy is."
Spoiler alert! What she thinks the universe is (the Cosmere) is in fact just a galaxy. But she doesn't know that. Either way, she doesn't seem in the least bit perturbed to admit to her shortfall in this topic.