Every time Sinead actually got to talking, Seamus found he liked to listen. It made him smile to hear how much unjaded wonder she had about the natural world.
"You don't feel the clouds when you're up there, but they get you wet as the vaporized water molecules condense on your body. And you can feel it in your nose and your lungs, like when you step in a sauna, but instead it's cold. It's difficult to describe."
"I have experienced exactly one earthquake, and I should very much never like to experience it again! But rain, thunder, even hurricanes when you're safe inside a secure building -- I love those. The way lightning flashes across the sky is unforgettable."
He didn't chastise her for speaking and even expanded on the topic. Sinead had so many questions swirling inside about where he had been, what those nations and planets were like, the culture, the people, the environments, the language, and everything in-between and beyond. Louder, breaking though it all, was the knowledge that to barrage him with said questions would be impertinent. She was not his pupil and certainly not his equal.
She settled on one that felt appropriate, making sure to tame her voice back to something demure. "Do you have a favorite world that you've visited, my Eldarin?"