Unlike Maea, the brief bout of annoyance had completely left Saiden. That wasn't to say he was his happy and cheery self: there were dark circles under his eyes and storm clouds in them, but they had nothing to do with the woman at his side.
Well used to the geysers after almost two years in Torchline, he deftly dodged aside as the rumbling began. However, he was actually dressed, in sandals and a shirt in addition to the shorts. He had a cutlass strapped to his belt, and an empty bag on his back. Three vials were slipped into loops on his belt as well, the liquid in them strange looking.
At her question, he glanced towards her and smirked. "I'm sure. But if you can't take the heat, we can go elsewhere on the coast." Unless she said something, he'd continuing leading her across the volcanic rock, in its strange mix of drab gray and brilliant rainbow.
Well used to the geysers after almost two years in Torchline, he deftly dodged aside as the rumbling began. However, he was actually dressed, in sandals and a shirt in addition to the shorts. He had a cutlass strapped to his belt, and an empty bag on his back. Three vials were slipped into loops on his belt as well, the liquid in them strange looking.
At her question, he glanced towards her and smirked. "I'm sure. But if you can't take the heat, we can go elsewhere on the coast." Unless she said something, he'd continuing leading her across the volcanic rock, in its strange mix of drab gray and brilliant rainbow.
