“I appreciate your desire to help me learn what I can while a student at this school. I have heard that not all professors actually wish to teach, so those who are serious about their jobs are always welcome.” Dhivael was honest. She believed she would utilize many of the lessons taught to her by all of her professors and by others in the world at large.
“I did not mean that books in and of themselves are what you’re wise to have. I prefer a handheld computer that can hold many various works. I simply meant that it is wise of you to collect knowledge. I do not understand the importance of books. Are they not made by cutting down the same trees that are necessary to the survival of many animals? That smell is just the paper decaying as well. I find no allure in it. Of course, I have been made to understand that such things contain a sentimental value, and that is why people love them.” The Rihan didn’t really understand the meaning behind the sentimentality associated with ‘things,’ but she was intelligent enough to realize that that was often why people kept things that were not very practical. “By your logic, nothing is safe from supernatural magicks, neither books nor computers.”
Dhivael listened as Meda reiterated the exact point the extraterrestrial had already made. She had thought that Meda was trying to make a point in favor of religious beliefs, but instead, she took the same stance as the Rihan. It was curious, and she wondered if that was because her point had been so logical one could not help but to see reason or if she had been trying to keep herself in a loftier position. She had heard that politicians often did such things.
“I find no offense in your advice, but I must tell you that I did not come to Earth with little knowledge of its inhabitants. I have studied things concerning this planet since I was young. My judgments are not unfounded. Things are simply more complex than I had anticipated, but I my mind is not closed to the possibilities.” Dhivael felt she should explain because it seemed that Meda had her own preconceptions concerning the Rihan.
It was curious that Meda should say she did not like to state things as facts when she had little or no data to back it up, concerning her stance on what would happen on a kitsune’s eight hundredth year of life, but Dhivael did not say anything concerning this. She thought it would be very interesting to have this woman as her professor, and she hoped that her teachings would aid her personal studies.
“Thank you for giving me your time.” Dhivael said politely. She had learned that such phrases were held in high regard, much like a reward given that would keep a person pacified. Such sentiments were unnecessary among Rihannsu. “I believe I have properly prepared myself for your classes given our discussion. I will see you again when the fall term begins.” Dhivael stood, and when given Meda’s leave, she would vacate the office.