[Rean gives a little half-chuckle at that first bit.]

I guess so. But really, I think this whole thing is kind of disconcerting... like asking a bunch of ants to topple a picnic. Might as well have the scenery match up.

[But as for the latter half of it, he's definitely lost that sardonic edge and has gone back to being more... well, wonder-struck.]

But yeah, I agree. It's nice to see the world thriving like this. I've been in a lot of places, but I think I'm always happiest in places like these... where it's never far to go to find some peace and quiet and just connect with the world naturally.

[Something something poetic reasoning about blades of grass on the wind or drops in ponds? Whatever, Rean's a nerd. More importantly, because Rean's curious:]

But what does your magic have to do with it?