The positive reaction to his outburst about monarchs does earn Jon a quick flash of teeth in a grin. Murmur's still not always sure how things will be received when he's being less than entirely professional. It's hard to keep up being that stuffy all the time. For his part Murmur is glad that most of Navi's crew have been rather easy going, all things considered.

Sometimes it is easier to be honest internally than externally, the partner link Was certainly beneficial in that regard. They could speak privately in a way that no one could overhear. Jon's reciprocation earns a warm brief smile. Murmur may not be especially expressive externally, but that didn't mean he didn't feel and feel intensely. There was something warm and pleasant about being wanted, a sensation he lacked the words to name though found he enjoyed all the same. How curious.

Pulled from his musing Murmur tilted his head to the side faintly, not unlike a bird. "I don't think anyone's ever asked me that before," He mused faintly. It was such a small, trivial thing, yet someone actually asking seemed to mean a lot to him. Of course, since he hadn't had to answer before putting into words why he liked the snow proved to be more difficult than he'd expected. "Well, for one, I have something of an affinity for the cold. More than that, however... is the beauty." He held out a hand, offering a sweeping gesture over the snow-covered ground. "The way light shines on the snow, the way it muffles sound. It's peaceful."

Then, a thought occurs to him. "Would you like to see something spectacular?"