It's not long at all in Michael's eyes, either, though the speed at which things change in Abraxas has tinted his perception of time with a more mortal perspective. Sometimes a month can be a very long time indeed.
Michael leans back the other way and settles into his seat once more.
"Perhaps not a problem, then, but at the very least an inconvenience considering the local tendency to build out of wood. A liability, if you go walking about the woods come fall." Dry leaves and Zagreus' flaming feet sound like a forest fire waiting to happen. Enchanted sandals can't be that hard to come by.
"The Surface?"
That's a peculiar way to talk about where they are, and it doesn't escape his notice. It's the sort of thing cave-dwellers like the Draconae would say, though in Michael's experience there are also plenty of far worse things that live beneath the Earth.
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Michael leans back the other way and settles into his seat once more.
"Perhaps not a problem, then, but at the very least an inconvenience considering the local tendency to build out of wood. A liability, if you go walking about the woods come fall." Dry leaves and Zagreus' flaming feet sound like a forest fire waiting to happen. Enchanted sandals can't be that hard to come by.
"The Surface?"
That's a peculiar way to talk about where they are, and it doesn't escape his notice. It's the sort of thing cave-dwellers like the Draconae would say, though in Michael's experience there are also plenty of far worse things that live beneath the Earth.