Roy reacts to the sudden tension almost instantaneously; if there was doubt that he is a soldier, it might well be banished by the tense lines of his body, ready to react to even the most nebulous threat. This is how he has survived battle before: almost hyper-aware of his surroundings and he resorts to it even here, because this is not home.

His voice, though, is as light as it was before and his hands are in his pockets. He allows a mirthless smile. "Oh, I have seen some people use such things to their advantage. I think I see what you mean." He looks up, eyes tracking heavenward but not quite seeing. There's still tension in the air, but it's heavy and still now. "Fire and ice and earth. I see."