[His expression softens further and he mirrors her gesture, his hand resting over his own chest.]

How did it go? [He gently lowers his hand with the lantern in it to the water until the back of his hand meets the surface tension. Little ripples spread out and settle.]

Maybe while we're with the Circle we can spend a little time thinking about and reclaiming those old traditions.

It would make for some nice downtime. Something we haven't had in a while.