[More than once as they make their way through, Gale is glad he'd encouraged Amelia to join him in his late-night explorations— this floor is a world all its own, fantastic and surreal, even to those for whom magic is an everyday phenomenon. The company only grows easier as they go; he offers his aid when he thinks it may be needed, whether it's a hand up or a simple Feather Fall, and appreciates his companion's displays of witchcraft just as much as he does the scenery.
Their efforts are athletic enough that he finds himself feeling grateful for all the hiking he'd done up and down the Sword Coast these last several weeks, and when they reach the waterfall's source, he exhales as he looks up at the giant statue awaiting them, a smile spreading across his face once more as he draws up to his full height.
A quick glance shows him that Amelia has indeed regained her spark, and as much as he wants to admire the sight they've come so far to see, he finds his gaze lingering on her, instead, realizing that it's the first time he's seen her truly smile. She's been pleasant, surely, but this is different.
The hike has been well worth it, in more ways than one.]
I quite agree.
[He realizes that he's not even looking at the statue as he says so— quickly enough, he hopes, that he can avert his gaze before she notices, looking up at the stonework, eyes coming to rest on the water's source.]
I've never seen anything like it, even in all my travels.
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Their efforts are athletic enough that he finds himself feeling grateful for all the hiking he'd done up and down the Sword Coast these last several weeks, and when they reach the waterfall's source, he exhales as he looks up at the giant statue awaiting them, a smile spreading across his face once more as he draws up to his full height.
A quick glance shows him that Amelia has indeed regained her spark, and as much as he wants to admire the sight they've come so far to see, he finds his gaze lingering on her, instead, realizing that it's the first time he's seen her truly smile. She's been pleasant, surely, but this is different.
The hike has been well worth it, in more ways than one.]
I quite agree.
[He realizes that he's not even looking at the statue as he says so— quickly enough, he hopes, that he can avert his gaze before she notices, looking up at the stonework, eyes coming to rest on the water's source.]
I've never seen anything like it, even in all my travels.