Seeing the grass everywhere was no longer as much of an unsettling sight for him. Traveling Atlantis, he had sort of become used to seeing green wherever he went. Though, the sight of nature completely taking over civilization still held some otherworldliness for him. It did not seem like they were in control, even though efforts to reclaim what was lost in an instant fought back against the wave.
So perhaps it was still a little awkward, he just accepted the reality more easily now. Regardless, the lush green overgrowth or the wild sounds of a jungle were hardly issues on his mind. More pressing matters were occupying his thoughts, which might have seemed impossible for him. But it was true that he had thoughts, even if he did not listen to them all the time. Gut reactions felt more norm
