i'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Not necessarily wanting to call bullshit, Everest schools his expression into one of polite curiosity as he swims over toward where the Remedy was indicating. Given how high up they were and the poor visibility, he was almost certain they wouldn't be able to see anything. Already, though, there was very little he wouldn't do if Isla commanded it, and so he appeared obediently at her side, leaning down to try and spy the speckle of white somewhere down below.
And then he's splashed.
As Isla tries to make her getaway, Everest raises his hands to his dripping face and cries out. "My eyes!" With his hands splayed, the aviator leans forward slightly and into his palms.
And then he's splashed.
As Isla tries to make her getaway, Everest raises his hands to his dripping face and cries out. "My eyes!" With his hands splayed, the aviator leans forward slightly and into his palms.
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