[ Truth be told, he can scarcely imagine a life without her, as it seems to him that their paths are firmly intertwined and are not so easily untangled, not now. Perhaps they never were, although they may not have realized that at the beginning.

As for that night in Gyr Abania, he did not regret it then nor does he regret it now. It might have seemed hasty and rash, but he believes that they acted fairly reasonably given the unpredictability of their lives at the time. When one's time has limits placed upon it, he reasons, there is little use or practicality in refraining from seeking one's wishes and desires. And at that time, they both desired to finally be intimate with one another, and that is why he holds no regret at all.

When she tugs at his arm, he smiles and falls in step beside her. ] So many places with unfamiliar names. I shall, of course, do my best to learn them all, and to become more familiar with the layout of this place.

My thoughts concerning Kugane thus far is that it is quite a lively place indeed, and so very colorful as well. Ishgard is- Well, I will not say that it pales in comparison, as it has its own sort of life and color, but there is something very striking about the sights here.

[ Once he has attuned to the aetheryte, he is content to walk alongside her as she continues to explain. ]