[ giving an easy nod back, his hands are resting in the pockets of his jacket. he will take whatever version of fresh air this place has on offer, and tilts his head a little skywards for a moment. ]
Probably meant to keep us from wandering off too far.
[ tch... makes a face ]
But it's one of the nicer places here, huh? [ looking at one of the planters and gently tipping a large porthos leave upwards a bit to admire it a little. ]
[ ..Oh? Their head tilts, getting Artemy in view as they glance over curiously. ]
I feel the same way. It's part of why I prefer to sleep outdoors [ under the stars ] than stay at inns. But not everyone in my group prefers that. Or should I say, someone's bones can't manage that all the time and needs a decent bed when possible.
[ Said airy, but also more in someone else's words than their own. ]
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Probably meant to keep us from wandering off too far.
[ tch... makes a face ]
But it's one of the nicer places here, huh? [ looking at one of the planters and gently tipping a large porthos leave upwards a bit to admire it a little. ]
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[ Wishing that wasn't the case but alas... ]
..I like places with a clear view of the sky. [ So they do agree. ] What about you?
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[ he cants his head in thought. ]
Cites feel claustrophobic at times. Towns less so...
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I feel the same way. It's part of why I prefer to sleep outdoors [ under the stars ] than stay at inns. But not everyone in my group prefers that. Or should I say, someone's bones can't manage that all the time and needs a decent bed when possible.
[ Said airy, but also more in someone else's words than their own. ]
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[ at that last bit, he snorts a little. ]
Always the way with unhappy bones. I can understand why... bodies are fickle, that layer of it in particular.