Life Choices

"I don't mean literal sacrifice, I mean whatever works though." He'd give a bit of a shrug, he was very interested in powers and such but not wanting to get more into it he decided to drop it. Maybe there were classes for learning them and the philosophies on them.

"A half?" Mal wasn't familiar with what he meant using that terminology but he didn't ponder it for long because of the spine snapping feat Ophion just demonstrated without a sweat.

A smile spreading across his face, "Oh man! Don't sell yourself short, that's crazy cool, I mean sure you don't walk through walls or shoot lasers from your finger tips but flexibility like that is wicked. You should be a secret agent, so you can slip through laser fields with ease. I bet you're great at twister.. or limbo!" Mal was obviously more excited about this than Ophion himself was.

"Taste-smell huh? I bet with practice you'd be able to track people down, like distinguish scents, I suppose like a bloodhound without the whole dog thing."

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"Well, first off, talk about a cool family tree. Second, halfling just makes me think of hobbits because that's the other name for them. Third, interesting, I won't pry or anything about details if that's too personal but you know, you got what nature gave ya. Make the best of it no matter what it is." Mal was basically citing their talk about powers, it still applied even if it was a natural thing he got from a parent. He was rather curious about the specific species though, it sounded really interesting to Mal, considering that he was interested in the other part of the world.

"Yikes, like I said though lots of practice. I can understand that, well not to your degree but I get the human disgust thing." Humans were rather gross, it's what kept him to a hygiene regimen more than anything, just seeing and smelling people that don't have them.

"I don't think you should see it like that, getting used to something doesn't make it more fantastic. We have all had our powers and that's why we're here, I developed mine at a young age, like 5, so being able to pull things from existence is normal for me." He'd lay his hands on the table, palms up, looking at them. "It's your viewpoint I suppose, in the grand scheme of things we're all just a microcosm of a microcosm of life in the universe. But life is marvelous besides that fact, of all the atoms in the universe there was a few that created life instead of inanimate objects. Even less that turned into animals instead of plants, and even less still were turned into sentient species."

He'd sigh, obviously getting lost in his own thought processes again, he'd look back up at Ophion. "Sorry about that, I suppose the idea is viewpoint, just gotta change your perspective."

Malvoes hummed for a few moments, thinking back to his mythology researching hobbies.
"Well, given the flexibility, I'd first say some sort of cephalopod, but I don't know a lot of squid-men through mythology."

He'd give a chuckle, this was supposed to be an obvious joke but who knows if there are squid men or not. "If I'm understanding the taste-smell thing to be what I think it means, then I'm going to have to guess a species of snake-like beings. I'm assuming that not many dragons that are snakelike also interbreed with humans, considering how in stories they're usually more about eating, but you know that could be a misconstrued detail."

He'd narrow his eyes a bit, looking at Ophion, he really enjoyed this, using his knowledge to figure things out. If he was so inclined he'd probably enjoy detective work. "So what comes to mind when I think snake beings. Either gorgons, like Medusa and her sisters were, but I don't recall her having offspring or heirs. So my second thought are Nagas or Lamias. Though I don't know if they really have the lower body be the serpentine tail, and the torso be human, I haven't met one."

Mal would smile, "How'd I do?"

Mal would nod intently as he listen to Ophion, this stuff was his bread and butter and he loved hearing this. Which probably showed in the pure interest in his face as he looked on at Ophion. "I suppose some scales aren't the worse thing to get in genetics, I mean I almost had a uni-brow thanks to one of my relatives."

"I guess I never thought about it like that, abilities for one group and the other it's genetic. Something a bit off about that in my head, not sure though." There was a nagging feeling in his mind when he thought about it, like this was in some way a bit wrong.

He thought on it for a moment but shook it out of his head, too much for his mind at the moment. "I suppose that'll be interesting, the day I run into somebody I can't figure out."

"I suppose that makes sense, not everything is as it seems, all that glitters and what not." Not the correct analogy but he understood what Ophion meant. Of all people Mal knew that looks were deceiving, reality just one big illusion after another.

He'd nod, internally a small cheer about his faith in there being life on other planets and the possibilities of aliens being real all along. "Right, don't stare, staring is rude, even if I'm being sized up myself. That's why peripheral vision is such a wonderful thing, oops, maybe that was supposed to be an inside thought." Mal smiled a bit, he knew he was too excited for all this, but learning about all of this was his favorite past time ever since his formative years.