[It is refreshing; Arthur is enjoying the cold as well, more at home in it than the heat. Nothing will be ever be Atlantis but this is a little bit closer. When he hears Kaldur, he glances up and smiles a little, motioning for him to join him on the pier.] They enjoy the company of any two-fin who comes bearing food. [He offers him a piece of the dried seaweed to feed to the gathered fish below if he wants.]
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