Stavanger Bay xxxvii. you've got a beautiful brain

Fighting the urge to measure his every second, he opted to be grateful that she seemed open to the idea of company like this so far. Without knowing her well, he still banked on the pieces he did have, some of them distant and secondhand while he had been so withdrawn. Ah, he breathed to a response, glad to hear she had found what she came for, if anything. It was difficult to miss from here and that answered that plenty for him.

Yeah, it is peaceful.. he replied with a gaze trailing off briefly. Antares had needed the peace. Enjoying it.. felt almost like too much to say, but relative to where he had been, maybe he should consider it. His days here felt removed from everything. Good, in many regards, but not the entire answer. It's where I came to meet the sea up close, too. Antares imparted for his attempt to relate to her being here now. Not that long ago, it had been his first time getting this close as well. Now he wore the tides, and even liked to think he began to understand. The views are pretty impressive, so it seems a good place to start. Antares supposed, curiously glancing back to the herbalist.