I don't want to wonder if this is a blunder
Oh, Nova. She doesn't even react to his playful wink, instead sinking deeper into the steamy water like a turtle trying to escape notice. Koa takes it in with a bittersweet sympathy, the brotherly instincts of him unable to avoid drawing parallels between the dejected Nova and another girl he knows well.
"You are loud." What could be an insult is softened and reformed by his fond smile, his playful, guileless laugh. "And bright, and brilliant, and chaotic." And young, so young, so fragile and new to the word. Again as he looks at her he imagines a similar scene with a similar girl, her dark hair a veil and her copper eyes briefly and tragically dimmed. Like Nova, Noe had been known to burn those around her with her sunshine-hot brilliance, and Koa had always loved her for it.
Koa runs his hands on the surface of the water, cupping it in his palm. "You're like a firecracker, Nova. And sometimes people are overwhelmed by firecrackers. Especially when they pop off!" Shifting suddenly, he aims his hand toward her and squeezes shut, sending a spout of water hurtling toward her face.
"You are loud." What could be an insult is softened and reformed by his fond smile, his playful, guileless laugh. "And bright, and brilliant, and chaotic." And young, so young, so fragile and new to the word. Again as he looks at her he imagines a similar scene with a similar girl, her dark hair a veil and her copper eyes briefly and tragically dimmed. Like Nova, Noe had been known to burn those around her with her sunshine-hot brilliance, and Koa had always loved her for it.
Koa runs his hands on the surface of the water, cupping it in his palm. "You're like a firecracker, Nova. And sometimes people are overwhelmed by firecrackers. Especially when they pop off!" Shifting suddenly, he aims his hand toward her and squeezes shut, sending a spout of water hurtling toward her face.
Koa
When I kiss your lips I want to sink down to the bottom of the sea
