Date: 2015-12-12 11:28 am (UTC)
gotitmemorised: (Sunset conversations.)
It never failed to surprise Lea, just a little bit, that monsters weren't attracted to fire. Plenty of moths were, but monsters tended to view camp fires as something they should avoid, not run towards, despite the potential for food sitting around it. He wasn't sure whether it was prior experience, or the fact that a fire in the desert night was unnatural and best avoided.

Either way, the fire was most welcome. It was larger than strictly necessary and nearly engulfed the stewpot that, like the Chocobo Eater's creepy claw, was floating, unheld, above the inferno while it bubbled.

He couldn't wait to get back to Rabanastre, the place that he was starting to consider 'home'. The nights were hardly less cold there, but the paved streets held in the heat of the day and the stone buildings, while they kept the occupants cool in the daytime, did provide a little warmth after being baked by the sun all day. He'd laughed about his little apartment having a fireplace when he'd first moved in, but it hadn't lasted, not after he found himself lighting it more often than not.

He found himself wondering what Fang was going to do when they all reached the city.
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