Foulques watched as Sun's rays moved in an odd rippling or undulating motion around his large face. It was, like many things about him, strange, but to one who'd come to be familiar with his body language, it was it was reasonably clear what it signified, especially when combined with the rest of his posture; Sun was thinking over what he'd been told, and having some difficulty with it.

Foulques smiled gently but a bit ruefully. "Had we been expecting it, someone might have set out containers to catch some," he said. "But alas, it was as unexpected as it was mysterious, so is likely all absorbed into the ground or mingled with the rest of the surrounding water. Though that's probably just as well, given its other effects."