He nodded at her practicality, in agreement with her mindset. They'd learn more eventually, he was sure, even without the Ascended. Safrin had transplanted Ronin and Remi across the world, after all, and if Wessex could learn to teleport, perhaps others could as well. There had to be ways around the portals...
He just hadn't figured one out yet. But there was time and more ahead of them for such things, when Deepfrost preparations didn't keep them so distracted from the farther future beyond.
"Ah, my condolences," he offered ruefully. His own honey-toned skin darkened to a fine brown after a day in the Torchline sun, but he'd gotten a nasty burn his first full-day foray to the beach. "Maybe Hotaru can make something stylish as well as protective for your vacation days?" He was only half-teasing; their mutual friend was a talented seamstress and likely able to manage just such a sartorial feat.
He found the bar quickly once she pointed it out, but at her offer he smiled ruefully and sketched a bow. "Thank you, I appreciate the courtesy. I'll be sure to swing by and see you for that drink after Deepfrost. Warm fires and kind roads to you, Weaver. Stay safe next season." A hope he held for all his friends in the winter to come.
He just hadn't figured one out yet. But there was time and more ahead of them for such things, when Deepfrost preparations didn't keep them so distracted from the farther future beyond.
"Ah, my condolences," he offered ruefully. His own honey-toned skin darkened to a fine brown after a day in the Torchline sun, but he'd gotten a nasty burn his first full-day foray to the beach. "Maybe Hotaru can make something stylish as well as protective for your vacation days?" He was only half-teasing; their mutual friend was a talented seamstress and likely able to manage just such a sartorial feat.
He found the bar quickly once she pointed it out, but at her offer he smiled ruefully and sketched a bow. "Thank you, I appreciate the courtesy. I'll be sure to swing by and see you for that drink after Deepfrost. Warm fires and kind roads to you, Weaver. Stay safe next season." A hope he held for all his friends in the winter to come.
