"Hm?" That- right. There weren't a lot of non-dick humans in your life, were there, Glacius? "Depends on the person. Guess I just met a lot of people who don't like to talk." She shrugs, because like attracts like, doesn't it? It's hard to start a conversation with someone who just answers with as few words as possible. The journey lapses back into silence, and Rage's temple is starting to come into eyeshot.

"You been to the temples before?" She looks back at Glacius for the first time in a while. The emotions were, supposedly, something a person could deal with if they had good control. But Rage has always been too tempting for her, like a cold shower in the summer heat, and she has problems not just letting it pull her into its grasp.

At least, if nothing else, it is incredibly mind-clearing.