the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
"And you as well," Amhran agrees with a polite smile, setting his coat down on the boulder behind him now and shifting to lean comfortably against it; not quite sitting but not quite standing either. "I'm glad to hear it. I feel like I ought to be paying more visits myself, lately," he admits, watching as Flora drifts closer like a model on the cover of Hotsprings Weekly. Entranced by the way the stars dapple across her shoulders, he offers a small nod to Spice as well as if to say hello.
As for his own attire, the Raeling glances down at himself before offering her a rueful smile. "I haven't learned how to swim yet," he tells her readily. "Until quite recently, there weren't all too many places in the Citadel where you could practice, but I'm not a fan of sitting around in hot water anyway." No shade to those who enjoy it, of course. "I just wanted to see how the springs turned out. I've been looking into whether any plants might grow in such an environment, too."
As for his own attire, the Raeling glances down at himself before offering her a rueful smile. "I haven't learned how to swim yet," he tells her readily. "Until quite recently, there weren't all too many places in the Citadel where you could practice, but I'm not a fan of sitting around in hot water anyway." No shade to those who enjoy it, of course. "I just wanted to see how the springs turned out. I've been looking into whether any plants might grow in such an environment, too."
