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          Normally, the young dancer wouldn’t mind rain- He’d grown so used to it in the ruins of Ylisse, that he hardly even noticed it, yet, at sea it’s a different experience.

          Tales of storms causing ships to be wrecked weren’t uncommon, and it was these exact thoughts that were stirring around in Laslow’s mind- just like the unpleasant gray clouds above him.

          Not just that, but the rain was... warm? Was this a common occurrence in this world? Warm rain? It just wasn’t right. 

           Still, as the waves grew to be more violent, and winds more aggressive, with a gentle blanket of mist falling over the seas, he couldn’t help but admire the view. Ylisse certainly didn’t hold the potential for any views like this, and he would never have dreamed of such a beautiful sight. If the ship held more privacy, he could break out into dance... but that would be rather embarrassing. 

          It was perhaps, apparent, that the young dancer had been lost in thoughts as he suddenly heard his name being called, although it sounded like it was from the other side of a large, empty tunnel, echoing around in his head until he listened more closely.

Laslow

          The voice would call one final time, finally catching his attention. Turning his head, he turned to see none other than his master’s youngest brother, Leo.

“--Ah, my apologies Lord Leo, the calamity of the waves is ironically calming to watch, I guess I must’ve zoned out there, huh?”