the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
Shuffling about in his seat until he can sit cross-legged and comfortable (however awkwardly, given how gangly an individual he is), Amhran wraps his hands back around his mug of cocoa and smiles as well at the image Deimos suggests. A garden of Rae's Lilies in any setting is quite the comforting idea, but especially in a place like Starfall, and he lets out a soft sigh and lets it settle in his mind's eye.
With the barracks more or less settled - and he will do his best to get out there and visit them, even if it's to retreat instantly back into the safety and warmth of the house - he's happy to let the subject settle on something else. Namely, swimming. "Oh, really?" He doesn't mean to sound surprised that Deimos considers it one of his favourite things; it's only because, as the Sword has just internally surmised as well, it isn't as if Halo is a very swim-friendly region.
"I went up to Frey's Breath in The Climb," he explains. "I don't think that is much better though, honestly - it was hard to keep catching my breath when the air was so hot. Maybe I will wait until Flowerbirth and travel down to Torchline for some more practice."
With the barracks more or less settled - and he will do his best to get out there and visit them, even if it's to retreat instantly back into the safety and warmth of the house - he's happy to let the subject settle on something else. Namely, swimming. "Oh, really?" He doesn't mean to sound surprised that Deimos considers it one of his favourite things; it's only because, as the Sword has just internally surmised as well, it isn't as if Halo is a very swim-friendly region.
"I went up to Frey's Breath in The Climb," he explains. "I don't think that is much better though, honestly - it was hard to keep catching my breath when the air was so hot. Maybe I will wait until Flowerbirth and travel down to Torchline for some more practice."
