[-oh. well, that's-- he doesn't have a lot of room to talk about weird, but whatever is going on with this man's face is still kind of unsettling, nevermind the rest of what he says.]
What by the-- the rain what? Is that really what you're used to?
[Sometimes, you are old and half of your face is rotting. Nbd. Hunter is glaring at the screen when the memory winds down — until Rynlan addresses him.]
Ehh... [A shrug.] It's about as hot as this realm. And we do have magic. As long as you don't do something stupid like run outside in the middle of a painbow or gorenado, you'll be fine.
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What by the-- the rain what? Is that really what you're used to?
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Uhh... Yes? The seas are boiling, too.
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[hunter what is wrong there]
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[sometimes you live on a carcass and the sea is a warm bowl of soup.]
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