the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun
Amhran's hand finds Flora's easily this time, and while he does his best to cut through the water with the same sort of grace that she manages, she does somewhat ferry him along until they reach the side of the hotsprings. He isn't nearly as sexy elegant in swamping back onto dry land either, though that can partially be blamed on dizziness and the unwieldiness of long limbs. Either way, he soon finds himself sitting on a flat, warm rock, having wrung out his curls and leaving them to dry around his shoulders. (His hair tie appears to have floated away somewhere).
"Oh," he says, hazel eyes widening as he takes in the array of snacks she's brought with her. "Wow, Flora. You weren't kidding." Reaching instantly for one of the glistening bottles of fruit juice, the chill of the drink already has Amhran relaxing considerably, and he wastes no time in pressing the cool glass against the side of his neck. "Thank you," he says with a smile.
And while they might have to wait after eating before attempting another swim lesson, Amhran will manage to practice drowning several more times before they depart, at last, from Frey's Breath.
~FIN
"Oh," he says, hazel eyes widening as he takes in the array of snacks she's brought with her. "Wow, Flora. You weren't kidding." Reaching instantly for one of the glistening bottles of fruit juice, the chill of the drink already has Amhran relaxing considerably, and he wastes no time in pressing the cool glass against the side of his neck. "Thank you," he says with a smile.
And while they might have to wait after eating before attempting another swim lesson, Amhran will manage to practice drowning several more times before they depart, at last, from Frey's Breath.
~FIN
