[ Wrathion hates cold water. This much, at least, Wangji knows by now.
For some inexplicable reason, however, Lan Wangji persists in entering icy water fully clothed. It seems, to Wrathion, a stubborn kind of madness. His own fingers are flexing against the chill as he hangs back, watching curiously from shallower depths. He's still hidden well enough, has the skill to stay still and quiet and in the shadows.
... The desire for information wars with the desire to simply not become ill and end up unable to assist further. How these sirens endure the ice for extended periods, given their more heated disposition, he's not entirely sure. Does it not lower their body temperature too, slowly? Does exuding flame constantly not melt this ice?
A distraction. He half-turns to Wangji: ]
Jatharin. Is that term familiar to you?
[ How simple or not this is depends on information. Starting a fight blindly isn't off the table for him, but he'd much prefer to go into it well informed and with a plan.
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For some inexplicable reason, however, Lan Wangji persists in entering icy water fully clothed. It seems, to Wrathion, a stubborn kind of madness. His own fingers are flexing against the chill as he hangs back, watching curiously from shallower depths. He's still hidden well enough, has the skill to stay still and quiet and in the shadows.
... The desire for information wars with the desire to simply not become ill and end up unable to assist further. How these sirens endure the ice for extended periods, given their more heated disposition, he's not entirely sure. Does it not lower their body temperature too, slowly? Does exuding flame constantly not melt this ice?
A distraction. He half-turns to Wangji: ]
Jatharin. Is that term familiar to you?
[ How simple or not this is depends on information. Starting a fight blindly isn't off the table for him, but he'd much prefer to go into it well informed and with a plan.
... And not cold. ]