— is it warm in the north? With this seemingly harmless question, he decided to start the first conversation in many silent days. His heavy armor glittered in the light of the dimly lit lamp, and he also had his sword with him: the man had apparently never taken off his military attire. unless, perhaps, when he climbed into the basin. Tissaya shrugs her shoulders, averting her gaze to the side. Something inside tells me that it can: yes, it can.