I can still almost feel the water on my skin from last time. What I wouldn't do for a basin large enough to cover my knees and shoulders. [his eyes flick to the strands of hair visible through the helmet's opening] I hope we haven't lost your comb.

[He sighs in wistful agreement. A bath and a real weapon would be wonderful. Though he had to wonder if eventually Estinien would become more dangerous than any anomaly. Anomalies, at least, always were a threat. Not that h sensed this as a true concern, just a passing thought.]

I wish I had something truly productive to do with all my energy right now. These damned locked doors. If only I had felt this way back home sometimes. I feel as though I could finish my paperwork in triple time.