Swiftcurrent Creek Get on my shoulders, and I'll carry you all of the way

Absorbing and understanding are similar yet vastly different things. Helios takes in the information he gets, could regurgitate it in a matter that makes sense, yet the logic behind the words remains a mystery. He nods his head regardless, deciding that it is good enough. That he does understand, when in truth, the raven boy is dumbfound with this new knowledge.

Explaining the storm and their differences between it and rain comes easier. Although he is still puzzled, the concept of combined forces creating a storm is... well, somewhat taken in. His head nods again, ears perked in the direction of his father.

Thunder? Lightning? Helios questions, his pronunciation poor on both.