Without other runes around to react to, True Lightning's voice was muted, uncertain. It did not stir for just any power. But it was there, and as Geddoe was already thinking about his homeland and the past, it was showing a tendency to encourage those thoughts. Memories were the Rune's stock and trade, and it stored ten times as many as the century-plus-old man now carrying.

As for Geddoe? He was paying more attention to their surroundings than anything. But the long silence was comfortable, making that frown noticeable enough. His eyebrow twitched, and he gave a little "Hm?" as if to ask a question.