“Inside to the outside…”
He said with a gentle nod, already laying the materials out, making sure the entrance of the temple was done first..just to make it easier
He nodded at Nestor and took a long drink from the wineskin before setting it aside. His hands already busy with the materials they had brought. He started up the temple steps, then stopped halfway and glanced back over his shoulder. "Burn it from the inside?"
"We shall." With a nod, he began to gather the items he had brought along for... burning purposes. He passed Nestor a wineskin. "I thought we could use some wine."
Nestor let out a soft chuckle, patting Achilles on the back
“Maybe…maybe when I’m feeling old again—“
He said letting out yet another laugh
“Well…shall we get started, my boy?”
Of course..letting the other know that he still had the old man talk…
In truth, Nestor's words were a compliment to Achilles. He let out a chuckle. Though he was an adept horseman, he had been no match for Nestor. He reached the temple moments after Nestor, swung down from his horse, and cast him a grin. "I'll beat you next time."
He let out a chuckle…riding on past him with a chuckle
“You really are your father’s son, Achilles!”
He practically had to shout the last part of the sentence…
"That's the spirit, Nestor." He wasted no time mounting his own horse. "Race you there." His heel dug into the horse's belly, and he surged forward, already darting toward Apollo's temple.
Nestor was already gathering wood, grass, anything flammable into a bag.
Needless to say…his younger form he managed to relight the fire of his old vigor
Looking to Achilles, he wasn’t going to beg…in fact he just mounted one of the horses
“Well..I’d prefer it be -sooner-“
“It’s good to be back to my old self— I feel young again…I wonder if Achilles…or even the Argonauts are here—“
The wise man said…thinking to himself for a bit
“There’s a lot to do..”