[The docks have a certain familiarity to Constantin, being from a port city on the water - but the airships and the sea of clouds have a definite novelty that he can't resist.
Quite literally, he's climbed onto the railing of the dock to sit just that much higher and watch the ships. He leans back to look to the side, taking in the appearance of the other man—and then he has to hastily straighten up, since he's going to overbalance and tumble back onto the dock if he keeps this up. Aha.]
Do you think so? Let us hope to never wake up, in that case. I should hate to wake up in ordinary times!
docks
Quite literally, he's climbed onto the railing of the dock to sit just that much higher and watch the ships. He leans back to look to the side, taking in the appearance of the other man—and then he has to hastily straighten up, since he's going to overbalance and tumble back onto the dock if he keeps this up. Aha.]
Do you think so? Let us hope to never wake up, in that case. I should hate to wake up in ordinary times!