DANTE
I'm a professional idiot
don't tell my mom
"I'm sure! A pretty girl deserves all the pretty shells." He'd never had a sister but he imagined if he did, she would be something like Seren. Spritely almost, and genuine. It was a pleasant break from the politics he was used to witnessing at the Hallowed Grounds. Maybe he'd have to visit Torchline more often after this.After the matter of shells was discussed, he thought he was prepared for his inevitable dunking. Oh, how wrong he was. There was no way a girl her size could pack the punch that she did, but somehow she did, and he went tumbling into the surf with a surprised gasp.
Coming up sputtering for air and completely soaked, he couldn't help but laugh as he wiped seawater from his eyes, flinching when he missed some and it burned. What the hell? A few coughs later and he was already retaliating by scooping his hands in the ocean and sending it towards Seren's general direction.
"I know people like you! You used magic just now, didn't you, you little sneak? No fair!"
