He nodded agreement with her description as he rose up in the water, then paused and let himself sink down again. "Perhaps not... abuse," he conceded. "But use, yes." Her suggestion earned another thoughtful dunking as he swam low in the water for a little ways, keeping his head just far enough out to be able to hear her. Finally he came up again with a regretful flick of his whip-like tail tip.
"No... not that comes to mind. But perhaps we will find something in the market." And more sweets for themselves, to ease the annoyance of their errand.
There was something about the pastries, in fact...
The thought began to swirl in the back of his mind as he turned his attention back to Melita and her antagonist's actions. Which were, actually, quite a lot to take in. He blinked before asking: "Perhaps a rock would make a better gift, then?" he suggested solemnly as they came to the market's edges.
"No... not that comes to mind. But perhaps we will find something in the market." And more sweets for themselves, to ease the annoyance of their errand.
There was something about the pastries, in fact...
The thought began to swirl in the back of his mind as he turned his attention back to Melita and her antagonist's actions. Which were, actually, quite a lot to take in. He blinked before asking: "Perhaps a rock would make a better gift, then?" he suggested solemnly as they came to the market's edges.
