It doesn't snow much in Sesat, but it does now and then. Tonight if you go far enough east you can find snow; the estate by the river is far enough east. There are blankets over the more delicate crops tonight and every horizontal surface is slowly turning white. They keep trying to grow citrus here and this attempt is probably going to meet the same fate as the last one but the servant who carefully blanketed the trees goes to check out of terror that maybe she just imagined having done that or maybe she did it wrong or maybe if she just looks at them frequently enough it will somehow help.
"I guess that's worse but it's less..... I dunno, icky?
"I wanna learn to make paper."
"Not a bad thing to know about! It’s one of those long processes where you let things wait for a long time, but it’s not that complicated."
"Mmm... not really, we should get someone else to. It's a good thing to know how to do, though."
"I sort of know how but I think... I know someone better but it might take a couple of days for it to be a good time. I can make it happen, though."
"Would I be better at making paper if I wait a couple of days and don't start learning from you first?"
"No, but that way I won't end up putting off other things I need to do, and we won't waste any papyrus if I make mistakes, and anyway I don't really have everything set up to make paper so it wouldn't be as much faster as it sounds. I can talk about it right now if that helps."