[SE] lightning in my bottle

Thalassa

Nodding her head in agreeance with Colt's unfortunate learning experience, she pushes off the edge farther into the water. She tips her head back, letting the warmth reach deep into her scalp to ease the tension of Deepfrost. Her dark hair spreads like ink in the water, shadow-like tendrils stretching in a dark halo around her horns. Without looking at Colt, a teasing smile twists onto her face at the light-hearted attempt at self-deprecation. "I wasn't going to say anything, but now that you mention it..." 

Her body twists easily in the water, as fluid as if her tail were still littered with bright scales. Bright blue eyes hover above the dark water, a hint of sympathy behind the controlled expression of muted concern. "I'd offer advice, but I don't have much experience apologizing." The casual shrug of her shoulders sends dampened ripples outwards, head tilting as matching laughter follows. "Last time I did, I just knocked on his door, said sorry, and promised to do better. That seemed to be enough for him." But Danta is also a simple man, and her sincerity had been enough to smooth over the offense.

"For Flora..." She purses her lips in thought. "I don't know. Words probably aren't enough and gifts could feel like a bribe..." Raising a doubtful eyebrow, Thal suggests, "Maybe just ask her?" It'd probably save her a lot of time guessing and wondering, and she certainly wouldn't have to worry about getting it wrong; but Thal could also see how asking would open the door to a whole other set of problems. 

She doesn't envy Colt's predicament.

Never been the type to
Let someone see right through

COLT

Usually, I ain't the type to stay up all damn night
Thinkin' 'bout someone else
It's hard to be fine when your heart's on the line
And the truth is I'm goin' through hell

It comes as no surprise to her that Thalassa is in a similar boat in terms of apologies or the strategies around them. She's not sure there is any clean answer. It just requires facing it, and this overthinking it is starting to feel like avoidance no matter how she tries to dress it up as something more tactical. "Simplicity might be the answer here after all," Colt considers, head tilting faintly to the side as she imagines what it might be like to just stroll up to the Flora's office and do just the same. Knock knock. Who's there? I'm sorry. I'm sorry who? I'm sorry who you're friends with sucks. She'd work on the delivery.

As she traces over it more, Colt catches on the he of what Thalassa said, and one brow lifts in question. "He who? This smells like a story." She readily prods, more than happy to give up this spotlight for a time and let the troubles of someone other than her be the topic of their talk.

"Mm, it'll come to me, but not if I stay in here much longer. I might be setting up to live in a desert but this heat is gonna fry me soon." She isn't lying, her skin's gone red with the heat and maybe her heavy-lidded eyes aren't just the exhausting of thinking things to death but the onset of heatstroke. The humidity here is what's really stifling, and suddenly fresh air has never sounded so good.

I keep it dark, I keep it quiet
But then you come around and light me up
Takin' up space like a hyphen
You're on my mind and I can't fight it

Thalassa

The hum of her agreeance is cut off by a surprised scoff that almost turns into a snort. She grins at Colt, knowing that the truth of the incident isn't going to meet whatever expectations she has. "It's really not, but I'll tell it if you want to know." In fact, it's a short story that resolved almost too fast to be a true issue. 

Her eyes turn to find a very red Colt, and she laughs at having not realized it sooner when her cheeks are the shade of a tomato. "Now who's complaining about the temperature?" Despite her tease, she's already moving towards the edge of the pool, sliding through the warm water that has eased the cold from her bones. "Come on, let's get you out of here before I have to drag you out."

[FIN]

Never been the type to
Let someone see right through