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"Ha, maybe it does," Ronin remarks with a grin, following Melita's gaze up to the clouds overhead before it returns to the crags and cliffs, where a lot of annoying nothing is going on. "No weird weather here though, no. I did notice Torchline was feeling chilly, though. Maeve got in touch and mentioned it being due to a shrine for the Eirachi? I was going to help her out in dealing with it." And Evie rode it. "I didn't think I would be jealous, but I really am," he says with a chuckle, handing back the tooth to Melita where it won't tumble carelessly into the waters. "Maybe you can carve it into a pointy hat," he suggests, helpful as ever, only to be interrupted by the rumbling of his own stomach. "Say, do you want to get something to eat and we can come back later to finish this tour of the Falling?" RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.