the ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?

Edmund grins, "I'm glad to hear that." The Demi-god had been in a far darker place during their last meeting and the young Ancient had been worried. Hearing that Jata was doing better now had his eyes softening with relief. From what he felt from Splat through the bond, the man also had a companion to keep him company now. The Ancient pat the rim of the bath with a cheeky grin, "It's a bloodbath." Chuckling lightly, he elaborated, "Ancients need to douse themselves in fire or hot blood to get out of stasis. There's fire everywhere in the Climb but not a lot of accessible blood. At least, not in large quantities. Mother helped me create this to change that." He restlessly tapped the rim, not having a jacket on to fiddle with, "But it's also just nice to soak in." Edmund trusted Sunjata with more information on the Ancients, just as he was willing to give Soleil a few facts. Having allies who were knowledgeable in ways to help or prevent harm was valuable. Edmund Reborn In Fire