Book 4. Chapter 6
Hogg started talking, and Brin used a couple Directed Threads to jot it down. For paper, he flipped the original contract around and started writing with the pen Glyn had given Hogg.
It was a little strange at first to feel his arm moving without his direct control, but when he looked up and met Glyn’s eyes it was easy to ignore it.
DT2: Error. Please return vision to the target.
Brin looked back down so that the directed threads could see what they were doing. While he wrote, he said, “I’m so dumb. I don’t know why I could ever think you guys are hurting for money. This place is fantastic! A real paradise, and I know Sion is a practical person. There’s no way you would live so well unless you could really afford it.”
Glyn smiled, looking a little more at home with the direction this conversation was going. “Ah, you flatter me. It’s nothing much. Barely adequate, really, but well within our means.”
“So your problem must be something else.”
Glyn’s smile turned exasperated again. “What problem? It is true that it is sometimes a trial to live so far from my dear family, but with Sion now here with me, life has never been better!”
Brin shook his finger at Glyn, still writing with the other hand. “You’re trying not to burden me with it. I respect that, but I’ll have it out of you! It must be a political problem. Did you run into trouble with a guild or a noble family?”
“Nothing of the sort! How can I make you believe me?”