[ An arm raises to cover his face as wind blows sand towards his face. He's never actually been in a place like this before. Deserts just don't exist in Camelot, or even in Odin's Kingdom where he's from either. Snow is the most extreme weather he's witnessed. Sweat already crawls along the back of his neck, and he ends up tugging off his jacket to deal with the heat. ]
What kind of place is this?
[ He spins around on the spot, a little amazed that Hiro apparently designed something like this. In the meantime, he'll be yanking and tying his jacket around his waist, not knowing where else to put it. ]
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What kind of place is this?
[ He spins around on the spot, a little amazed that Hiro apparently designed something like this. In the meantime, he'll be yanking and tying his jacket around his waist, not knowing where else to put it. ]