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The campfire crackles as Kinich adds another piece of wood into it. Camping outside of Natlan was different, the temperature and humidity difference of Sumeru's forest was so foreign to him it left him a bit on edge. Not to mention the heavy rains of Apam Woods they camp in. While he was certainly not incapable of adapting to his new environment it made him feel vulnerable in a way he hadn't felt in a long time.
His fingers twitched at the slightest sound and while Ajaw had mocked him for his alertness he could tell the dragon was just as if not even more put off by the change in environment. So he soothed himself by performing maintenance on his tools as usual. Fastening hooks, sharpening blades, organizing his bag, anything to have some sense of familiarity.
"...hm?" He blinks lifting his hand to feel what was tucked into his hair. With a glance into the reflection of his claymore he sees familiar sunset colored pointed petals. He looks up at them in question. "A piece of home in case you're homesick." They grin and he finds that maybe home isn't so far away even if he's somewhere different.
His 'home' pats his hair once before getting up to gather the water they collected from the rain. Ajaw is complaining about something but he doesn't hear as his fingers toy with the petals of the chrysanthemum no longer anxious.