Lexaeus smiled at Ienzo. "One becomes accustomed with time." There was always so much going on inside Ienzo's head; thankfully at this age, he could more or less follow it, even given Ienzo's relative lack of expression. It was heartening to remember that he hadn't the skill, currently, for much dissimulation.

Lexaeus paused when he got to the docks; there was quite a way until they reached the ships proper, but it was nonetheless an impressive vista.