Honeyed Pasture and watched an aspen that confirmed it

to her words, ingram offers a softened noise of contemplation as morgana admits that she is still learning herself. it leads ingram to consider that perhaps the unnamed god was not keen on letting every facet of itself known except to perhaps its most devout. or perhaps that was something that was only ever strove for but never accomplished. admittedly, his lack of knowledge regarding religion of any sort left him with the feeling that he was a fumbling foal in the dark: determined and eager to learn but unsure where to start.

so, he looks towards those who know more to guide him.

the knowledge that the unnamed god told her of the plague she'd asked him about does draw some surprise from ingram. a sign, morgana tells him.

a soft shiver slithers up his spine. a good sign or a bad sign? was there such a thing when a deity was involved? so many questions batter around within ingram's mind that he struggles to grasp one. a sign for us? or a sign for those who do not know and do not believe?

the idea that morgana may not have an answer does not cross ingram's mind. he assumes that the unnamed god was always forward with their omens ...still too new to understand that such is perhaps not how things worked.