Enzo
Zealous indeed, for while he is much slower wading in the water, Enzo doggedly hunts her through the water like the most one-sided challenge of tag that could possibly exist. It keeps her in reach for conversation at least, which is all he truly cares about; though he pouts at her insistence on keeping secrets, and uses his telekinesis to drag a starfish from his feet to throw at her playfully. "I'm at a disadvantage with interesting spirits, if that's not obvious, so what else can I sell you on? My winning personality?" His grin invites the teasing comment he's sure rests whip-sharp in her mouth, plainly and willingly putting his neck beneath the gallows for her continued amusement.
As he seeks out another piece of coral from the depths, this time to occupy his ever-restless hands as they play with the damp, dead thing, Enzo laughs gamely at the still-unnamed lass's sharpness. "If you won't tell me your secret, will you at least tell me your name?" Hopefully Flora had not already betrayed his own, or he'd be further on the back foot for bartering.
As he seeks out another piece of coral from the depths, this time to occupy his ever-restless hands as they play with the damp, dead thing, Enzo laughs gamely at the still-unnamed lass's sharpness. "If you won't tell me your secret, will you at least tell me your name?" Hopefully Flora had not already betrayed his own, or he'd be further on the back foot for bartering.
the colors in these veins don't glow like they used to
they won't do it for you, they won't do it for me
they won't do it for you, they won't do it for me
