Arthur/Faora
Faora arched an eyebrow at the exchange. Most curious, and peculiarly odd. "I suppose, though I confess I do not understand the custom. The explosion of ordinance in times of peace in some odd display... it seems both frivolous and dangerous at the same time." She turned back, pondering how to answer that question. Especially given that if this was 'advanced', he clearly wouldn't know how to handle anything from her homeworld. "We did not have celebrations," she said simply. "We lived, each doing as according to their role in society. Sadly, the ruling council failed in that duty, and as a result, my home was destroyed."