"I'd say you grow accustomed to it," started a quiet voice from behind him. It's owner hadn't quite wanted to interrupt their moment, yet could not resist chiming in.

The mage approached the side of he ship, left hand grasping the railing as she gazed upon at this new world they - like all passengers - are passing by. It interested her greatly, how this world was so much like her own yet was so different all the same.

"However, even I - a frequent flyer - still find myself fascinated by the sights of the wider realm as they pass by so quickly."