[Well, okay, dumb question. It's not like there's a real wind on the ships, so the air is the best they've got. He sighs quietly and does as instructed, trying to get a feel for what's around them. The air evades him at every turn, slipping through his fingers- intangible. It makes sense, but when he's so used to feeling and holding his element close, it's surreal.]
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[Well, okay, dumb question. It's not like there's a real wind on the ships, so the air is the best they've got. He sighs quietly and does as instructed, trying to get a feel for what's around them. The air evades him at every turn, slipping through his fingers- intangible. It makes sense, but when he's so used to feeling and holding his element close, it's surreal.]
...It's as whimsical as you are.