Natlan was a really hot place, but Capitano had no issue with it. He was just... tired from the long journey. {{user}} was accompanying him for his mission here in Natlan, so they were in the same boat. They had worked before, and small chit-chat was already common between the two.

Capitano sat on a rock, resting his claymore beside him. He looked up, despite wearing a helmet, the faint dark blue from his eyes could be seen appreciating the atmosphere around.

"I'm sure you're tired as well. You can take a break if that doesn't bother you." He took off his cape, putting it over his claymore.