Meesei's reprimand was all that it took for Gallus to fall into a moderated, military tone. He sometimes forgot how hard it was to keep calm in this form. "Yes, champion," he said, bowing a little. It was removed from his regular nonchalant attitude, understandably.

"In a loop?" Uthri asked, looking to Ra'kalesh with a raised eyebrow. "How does that work? The water just flows from the snow and ice at home."

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Tzirret wasn't entirely sure how to react. He was curious, but at the same time it was probably just a crude joke. Tzirret seated himself down next to Ma'tanza rather than give an immediate answer.

"This one is unsure if it is a comfort that he is not the butt of the joke this time," Tzirret commented, if only just to say something. After a silent pause glancing between Bheja and Ma'tanza, the more curious side of Tzirret's judgement prevailed. "Okay, what was it?"