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He couldn't stand to see that look of rejection on her face again, so of course he had to agree. "Yes, of course we can make a fort. It'd be nice to have somewhere a little more.. well, homely than Stormhold Castle." The place was far too large in all aspects; he'd always hated that about certain places, it felt as though it simply wasn't made for him. Well, realistically, it wasn't. None of the cities in all of Mizahar were. There were Pyves scattered loosely about the place, Pyconia being the one he'd heard the most about and Zeltyne being the closest one he could count at the moment. Even if there were only four or five Pycons living in all of Syliras that he knew about at the moment, it'd still be nice to make a little fort at some point and have some fun making a little project out of it. "I'm sure Ball or someone else will be willing to pitch in as well to make it a really cool fort, too."
Maybe shaping a new house would help shape a new body, too. "I think it's a little silly to start throwing around words like that. I hardly have more focus than anyone, that's not the cause." Though a smile twitched in the corner of his mouth, he met Nivel with a level gaze - and struggled not to drop his jaw at her sudden revelation. "Jeez, Nivel, I didn't know you were a part-time priestess." He'd always thought of himself as close to Harameus.. or at least as close as he could be when completely oblivious to his motives or interests. Never, not once, had it crossed his mind that his body actually had some connection. ".. You really think he has influence over our bodies and the changes it goes through? I mean.. I know he's a god and all, but that's a lot to monitor." Bizarrely enough he found abruptly wanting to look up at the sky, as if he could find the ancient creator staring down on them. Silly hopes.
Instead, he watched as Nivel ran around the bushes and thin spindly underbrush, picking off little flowers to tie together. "I don't remember the Grandmaster ever wearing a crown." Still, he didn't do anything to stop her. It was sweet, in a funny way, watching her create this tiny little crown to set between his ears. It probably would have settled quite comfortably on the ring finger of a normal human. Adjusting it, he struck a pose and stuck his tongue out at Nivel. "Don't be silly, I look pretty all the time!" Or handsome, whichever one it was supposed to be. "It's just what happens when you spend a lot of time up in the trees.. y'get a lot more sunlight than you do just walking about on the floor." He turned, ready to make the climb.. and then turned back around. "Oh, right. You've climbed trees before, right? And jumped between them and stuff? It's the best way to see everything the forest has to offer." At least in his opinion. You could just as easily wander around on the floor, but up above, you could see everything on the ground for metres and metres!