[Attentive to moods as he is, Huo catches the hint of confusion in Amurui's initial response and gives the boy his time. At Amurui's words he nods, again glancing around at the wide, shining field of wheat, not a soul in sight. He breathes in, visibly indulging.]
Calm. And the wind is sweet.
[A little amused at Smoke's eagerness to move, he nods at the other man, as well.]
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Calm. And the wind is sweet.
[A little amused at Smoke's eagerness to move, he nods at the other man, as well.]
May we have a look?