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It might have helped if Andarien had been paying attention, but he didn't see that his Sight was such a big deal so he didn't feel like he needed to, especially as his mother was using the language he didn't know. That, in addition to being tired, had gotten him to lay down with Kaito, and he was quite comfortable now.

He caught Lin's glance and blinked at her. "What?"

Amora giggled softly at Andarien before turning her attention back to Lin. "That sounds interesting," she smiled. "But his magic wouldn't be the same as our magic, would it? He's not a true Ardan, is he?"

Shiro nodded at Lin. "Yes, there are a lot of books on every subject. I'm assuming that you're asking what Andarien's Sight could be ..."

"We are," Earendil affirmed with a nod.

Shiro flicked his tail back and forth slowly. "Well ... you have to realize ... Lin, Grandfather's library is absolutely massive. But even with how many books he has, and how much of my own knowledge that I've gleaned from my sources, from the information that you've given so far, it's really not possible to say for certain what he might be seeing. There are so many different Sights that are possible that ... well even if I knew exactly what he saw when he looked at people, I might not be able to say for certain what it was."

He could give a guess, but that would be all it was. A guess.

Shiro nodded thoughtfully. "And since I don't know her, that doesn't really help me either," he murmured. He looked over at Andarien, who looked half asleep. "Think he could give a bit more information?" he asked.

Elia giggled. "He looks like he wants to sleep," she grinned.

"Well, it was a long morning," Earendil admitted. He headed over to where Andarien was laying with Kaito and knelt next to him. "You awake?""

Andarien opened one eye and peered up at him. "Why?"

Earendil picked Andarien up and brought him over to the table where the others were sitting, then sat in a chair and kept Andarien in his lap.

Andarien's eyes were on Lin. "I already told you, didn't I?" he asked, confused. "The lady was all glowy! And you and Ada are glowy, and Miyuki is glowy, and those ladies are glowy ..." He pointed at Amora and Elia.

Andarien blinked slowly at Lin. "Well ... Shiro and Kaito sometimes glow but mostly don't ... and it's not very bright."

He had to think a bit longer about her second question, though.

"Um ... Luk and Emile aren't glowy," he said finally. "And ... the horses aren't ... and ... Arthael only kinda sorta is ... a little bit ... sometimes ..."

Shiro looked intensely thoughtful, and he reached for a sheet of parchment and pulled a ballpoint pen from his back pocket.

"There's got to be some way to categorize those who glow and those who don't," he muttered, almost to himself. "Something in common with each of them."

He scribbled down some notes and stared at the paper.

"By race doesn't work, Lin's not an elf and Arthael isn't human," he decided, stroking something out. "Age is irrelevant ..."

When he thought about it, Andarien had to admit that he had only seen one animal that did glow.

"All the animals except 'Malirahc's Ada's dragon don't glow," he said finally. "Just that one does."

Shiro blinked at him. "Creatures of magic," he exclaimed excitedly. But as quickly as his excitement had come, it faded away. "No, that makes no sense ... otherwise Kaito and I would glow as well, and Arthael ..."

But what other connection was there?

Andarien pressed his cheek against Earendil's chest, uncomfortable from all the questions that were being pressed upon him. Honestly, he was content just to let things be as they were. What did all of this matter?

"I don't know," he mumbled, lowering his gaze. "I don't look."

Rather, he didn't pay attention, not that he cared about the difference.