"Vraiment?" There's a hint of sharp green peeking through the grass, as Rook peers up at Jade in open surprise. How in the world could it all feel the same, no matter where it was or what it was made of? Are the colors really so dark and muddied, when he had assumed their eyes must have evolved to compensate for the lack of light?

Rook pushes himself up to his hands and knees, scooting closer to Jade's side to listen more attentively. He'd heard about the program the merfolk students had to go through to come attend Night Raven College, but this..... this is different. This is personal? "Why did you think that?"