the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
"Mm, I bet. In some ways, though, was it easier having less of the world to contend with?" Amhran wonders. If Halo had been contained behind some magical snowglobe, he can certainly envisage a sense of tight-knit community beyond that which the Halovians already share. And with limited space, he can also imagine making the most of all that they have, leaving no patch of land uncared for.
He nods, more than happy to take Deimos's word for it regarding the future of all those others who had started off behind the barrier, smiling as he straightens up with his now-empty watering can in hand. "I will," he promises the Sword, before glancing at their work with satisfaction. "I think these will grow nicely," he confirms. "I think I'm going to stick around here for a bit longer, but if you have other things to do, I will see you back home?"
He nods, more than happy to take Deimos's word for it regarding the future of all those others who had started off behind the barrier, smiling as he straightens up with his now-empty watering can in hand. "I will," he promises the Sword, before glancing at their work with satisfaction. "I think these will grow nicely," he confirms. "I think I'm going to stick around here for a bit longer, but if you have other things to do, I will see you back home?"
