amun
Amun was not in the slightest bit surprised when the sea began to appear beneath Maea's brush. Reaching out a hand every now and again, he'd point out ways to make the image more distinct, the painting more beautiful. However, mostly he just made approving sounds every now and then.
"Well, I'm not sure you could consider me falling from the sky a real birth. Even if I did, the seasons in my old world don't correspond exactly to the ones in this one. Alternatively, I guess I could count the day I portaled in to Caido, in a weird way." Shrugging, he grinned. "Maybe I should celebrate both. Anyway, the closest analog is Flowerbirth."
Nodding solemnly, though his eyes sparkled with mischief, he reached out to boop her nose. "You have the coloring for it, yes. I thought you were an ice spirit the first time I saw you, so seems appropriate."
"Well, I'm not sure you could consider me falling from the sky a real birth. Even if I did, the seasons in my old world don't correspond exactly to the ones in this one. Alternatively, I guess I could count the day I portaled in to Caido, in a weird way." Shrugging, he grinned. "Maybe I should celebrate both. Anyway, the closest analog is Flowerbirth."
Nodding solemnly, though his eyes sparkled with mischief, he reached out to boop her nose. "You have the coloring for it, yes. I thought you were an ice spirit the first time I saw you, so seems appropriate."
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
