Yeah. It's pretty much as awful as I expected it to be, only much worst. In a 'oh there's a big ball of flaming death heading my way and my friend is fucking around with my shit' sort of way. Not to mention almost dying and having a giant ghost spider following me around.

[Deep breaths, but he eases back into something like a smile, and maybe... leaning into him a bit. His heart was going a mile a minute but he didn't care.]

...This happens to be the only good part of my day actually.

Oh. The water is gorgeous.

[Cue Ilya going into a rather deep explanation of the waters of Prince Edward Island, how clear they were, the pleasant temperature and the marine like that he DIDN'T mind (like the small little fishes closer to shore.)]