[SE] Just hanging with the buoys

the rumpus and ruckus are comfortable now

There's a lot that's improved with selective hearing. Although her insult did not go unnoticed, he preferred to let it sink into the sea, because despite it, she did still compliment him. Maybe only to Flora, apparently, but that's enough, and it far outweighs the rest. "Please," he stresses with a flop of his tongue outside his mouth. "That's the last thing I want to encounter on my beach patrol. Just, don't do it where I could stumble across it." And all this ends in a smile, because honestly, teasing aside, he's happy for her. He has to show it by being A Lot, but it doesn't change the truth of it.

"I think here!" he calls out, finishing his swim and surveying the distance to the other line. He visualizes three Kaisels holding hands and it feels right. Again he fishes below the waves for cords and anchor holds, fastening the buoy line into place with rope and metal and weight, this portion of the sea being cleared out for the jousting, but otherwise it's normally one of the on-water docking areas of supply exchanges and brief stops for ships, or as overflow for the smaller vessels.

"You think we're good with this?" he calls out in wonder, testing the rope line of floating balls with a tug to ensure it's properly secured. "Give us a chance to head into town before the shops close and get the jousting tools!"

Kaisel

everybody come hang, let's go out with a bang