Thunder Dome watching as you waste through the ground

She referenced a big green place and his eyes went outward towards it, though he was uncertain of just what it was that she sought. The plateau? Or the sweeping plains and riverland below? His gaze was not left to linger there long before he brought it back to her and hearing the follow up of her name. Lightsun—appropriate.

"Valtari," he offered first, only to proceed, "which green do you mean? The river? Or beneath us still, the plateau," and in unspoken wonder, he questioned if she wanted something more than just simple assistance. There was little doubt she could not tell he was not alone and surely their emergence from coast to plateau had not been unheard.

no worries, i've been particularly busy with work myself.