"Look at that!" Takarias says, lifting his eyes above the oncoming threat to the final glimmers of light from the still setting sun. "Isn't it beautiful! Every day here in Kyonin is a gift!"
With a beatific smile on his face, he seems almost oblivious to the oncoming threat.
"Oh," he startles as Rani's driftwood becomes a torch. "shouldn't we try to keep them from polluting the lake?"