Ssarak Dyreackthanose

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Annabeth's response sparked a line of thought within Ssarak's mind. He was curious about how humans and other races went about discovering their mageblood. He had known for quite a long time that not all of them even had the gift, and if they did, they would not know which blood they carried until it manifested itself, but he had never truly thought about the issue in depth. For a human, he could imagine there would be a good deal more mystery involved in the entire process, and he was curious what it was like for them. He had always been told what to expect from his blood, but Annabeth was going into this new experience essentially blind. 

"So you are unaware of what your blood is? Interesting, I have never really thought about that before. As an Esyire, it was a foregone conclusion that I would have mageblood, and since the color of our scales reflect our mageblood type, I knew precisely what to expect by the time I was capable of manipulating my blood. I have never considered the mystery involved for other races. If I may ask, what did you feel when you discovered your blood, and what do you believe caused it to happen?" Ssarak asked, trying to gain a better understanding of her situation. Now that they had located a gargoyle, he hoped she did not mind if he followed her to her destination.