The weather in Nagariel is quite pleasant, around seventeen or eighteen degrees. Lynch felt that long-missed comfort the moment he stepped off the ship.
He is actually someone who doesn't like the heat, though he isn't afraid of the cold.
Disliking the heat is because sweat makes him look disheveled, with his hair sticking to his forehead, and it also makes him appear less convincing.
There are always some fools who associate sweating with guilt, but the connection isn't that strong.
The most critical thing is that in high temperatures, people have no way to cope with the heat outside buildings; you can't take off all your clothes, and you just have to bear it, looking foolish and awkward.
But the cold is different; if you feel cold, you just need to wear more clothes.
In the heat, you can't undress more.
In the cold, you can wear clothes.
So Lynch likes winter, not summer, but this year has been really too cold!
