the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
Amhran, for one, is not at all worried about Belial soaring above, and as the peryton hovers obnoxiously, he hoots back at him for good measure. Then, of course, they are devising A Plan™, and he finds the edge of Catalina's cloak in his fingers. "Alright. I will do my best not to fall," he says, beginning to inch out onto the snow and the ice as they work in tandem to get to the ledge.
And the closer they get to the ledge, the strangely... smaller it feels to him. "I do not think anyone would need to be lifted up," he says uncertainly. At about seven feet off the ground, that's only a few inches taller than the Raeling already is. "Perhaps I could just lift them down?" Let's be real, he's just as likely to just end up on his face in the snow, but at least the ideas are flowing as they make their way across the ice.
"Do you think you could use your telekinesis to move away the snow in front of us, too?" he adds, nodding up ahead toElizabeth. "To make sure we aren't stepping anywhere we shouldn't."
And the closer they get to the ledge, the strangely... smaller it feels to him. "I do not think anyone would need to be lifted up," he says uncertainly. At about seven feet off the ground, that's only a few inches taller than the Raeling already is. "Perhaps I could just lift them down?" Let's be real, he's just as likely to just end up on his face in the snow, but at least the ideas are flowing as they make their way across the ice.
"Do you think you could use your telekinesis to move away the snow in front of us, too?" he adds, nodding up ahead to
