[good news, shess isn't slicing his hand this time. he is, however, apparently signing out a dagger—as someone else enters the armoury, he'll just look up and give them a light smile in acknowledgment. yo.]

[shess is just watching the lanterns on the river, though if someone approaches, he'll turn to them with a smile. writing down in his (text-to-speech) tablet:]

They're rather pretty, aren't they?

[though he has to hold onto his hood to keep it from blowing off, shess casually strolls towards the mountains. even with the constant wind, he looks... oddly at peace? there's a faraway hint in his gaze, at least.]

[if there's anything else you want to do, hit me up!]