Soon liked guard duty. Well, that was a bit of an understatement. He loved guard duty. The chance to watch the people below, the wonder of the scenery around Fort Weyr... it was simply splendid! Even if the mountains were lower than in Telgar, even if there were no glaciers to reflect the light like looming, distant crystals, it was all absolutely marvelous.
Of course, nothing was reflecting much in the current torrential downpour, but the rain that soaked his clothes did little to dampen his spirits. It was near the height of summer, and he was plenty warm; what could he possibly have to complain about? A faint worry that Kagurath might catch cold nagged at him, but he assured himself that she would be just fine.
He leaned back against Kagurath to take a small slice of bread out of an oiled leather bag tucked beneath her wing. His dark blonde hair was plastered to his head, and the rain streaming down his face quickly dampened the bread, but he thought it still tasted just fine. Not as good as klah, but that was more difficult to keep safely out of the rain. He supposed that was one small misfortune.
"What's with that expression?" he asked E'tin, grinning as he looked over at the other rider on watch. He actually wasn't sure if the other man was unhappy about guard duty, unhappy about the rain, or simply not the smiling type. "Just look at this place, it's magnificent! How can you not feel joy looking at it?" Or maybe he did feel joy but wasn't currently showing it. Soon couldn't really tell.