[ whew. tseng was for a second scared he was about to lock himself into a multi-hour explanation of one hundred different holidays or something. five or six feels... more reasonable, at least in light of his experience here, although still quite a lot compared to what would be celebrated in midgar. ]

I confess I'm less interested in the other territories of your world than I am in you, [ tseng says, frankly. ] Let's start with those five or six, then.

[ like, it's intellectually interesting to him to know that there are different regions of olivine's world that are ruled by different elements or whatever, but only because it's a part of the context from which olivine comes. ]