Finally he could let the water support his weight, warming him through and allowing his thoughts to float in the steam. Allowing his eyes to drift shut and rest, no longer needing to remain on Flora in case she vanished from his sight and beyond his reach, a creature of Dahlia's making. Her quiet admission of courage and determination drew an answering hum from the mermanta, a deep rumble of approval for her intentions, if not the act itself.
And once she was aware of what friendly fire might come her way should he find himself in position to discuss the current events with her fathers he turned his attention to a less certain future, for all that it would supposedly contain stone massages and male bonding moments. Emerald eyes softened and he inclined his head in agreement. "I will put it with my other spices," he agreed. "If I am late in returning, and you need to borrow any ingredients for... dinner."
But he was not late. Though that would be a story for another time.
~Fin
And once she was aware of what friendly fire might come her way should he find himself in position to discuss the current events with her fathers he turned his attention to a less certain future, for all that it would supposedly contain stone massages and male bonding moments. Emerald eyes softened and he inclined his head in agreement. "I will put it with my other spices," he agreed. "If I am late in returning, and you need to borrow any ingredients for... dinner."
But he was not late. Though that would be a story for another time.
~Fin
