Sun Mote Copse time's the revelator

it was hard for him to hide the interest that burned behind his question, so when wraen looked fully upon him arcturus felt compelled to look away. as if, if she saw his eyes she might see through him, and see his thoughts transparently as day.

he couldn't say he cared for shelving the thought (he was so ardently curious!), but arcturus obliged with a soft grumble. frogs were not as compelling or interesting a subject to him, but he stuck with it. "i can't say that sounds pleasant." maybe a little stiff-lipped, arcturus tried to imagine life as a frog for one moment.

ew, no. it was totally a life he viewed as beneath him.

he wanted so badly to quip lamely maybe you don't need to look in the swamp for your frog because your prince is right here! smartly, arcturus kept his mouth shut.