Spring, it felt a lot warmer then the place he had been born. Razor was not going to be one to argue with that. He was going to Fiori to learn - from what he had been told there were things he could do and teach. As he moved behind his tall brother, his blue crystal eyes looked towards his sister and then to the sky. His brothers voice was so loud - but that was probably just his ego slipping through. It made him let out a small smile before he relaxed and aimed to lean into his sister. It was easier that way.
He certainly hoped Fiori welcomed them with open arms, as stupid as those thoughts could have been. Razor couldn't help but to feel a little content at the moment. It was rare where the boy found moments to simply be himself. This was indeed one of those rare moments. Even if it was going to be leaving on a sad note.