Mn. No point in living somewhere if you can't try to make the most of it.

[He knows by now that this is most people's "normal" around here, so he tries to keep his tone dismissive, even if it doesn't sound earnest.]

Plants don't have a lot of color back home, but you still get the old withered goblins and wyverns telling stories about trees that were always green, flowers that had all sorts of colors. Kind of every kid's dream, at some point or another.