"Perhaps it is." Monzun stays where they are, just barely resisting the urge to prod at the bobbing pattern on the water. It's already fragmenting with the weakening waves. "I have had time for frivilosity. You have had less," they acknowledge.

The war cannot go completely ignored. Even in the throes of battle, they felt they had moments to do as they wished, and that was before the Creeds.

Lethys has had an heavily fearful existence.

"You have more time for such desires now, if you like."