[SE] ignis aurum probat

The laughter is surprising, and it does a lot to tug a tension away from Fox's shoulders that he hasn't even been aware is there. Returning it with a boyish smile, he does manage a reluctant nod, even though his own opinions on the matter are somewhat black and white. Having never found much pleasure in being an Ascended (because what pleasure is there, in his humble opinion), it was neither a surprise nor all that painful when the aggression towards them had heightened. "That they do," he agrees regarding the way war had come to bloody people's tongues. "Long may it be before we see any more conflict." Stepping towards the light, Fox is painted in its rusty rays as he turns to glance back at Deimos. "I think I'll keep exploring the Climb," he decides. "There's a lot that I haven't seen of the place yet. But it was good to meet you, Deimos. I hope you find what you're looking for, and I'll be sure to send a letter about the situation in the Grounds." fox