Water is a mirror, reflecting our strengths and weaknesses, our hopes and fears.
Elizabeth catches the unspoken invitation, giving it words as she moves to stand. "Then maybe we need to make this a scheduled thing." It makes it less likely to fall through the cracks that way, and she's determined to make sure he isn't overworking himself.
Accepting her own towel, she runs it against the back of her neck then down her chest before wrapping it around her body. A genuinely happy smile warms her face when she looks back up. "Any time." And she means it just as usual; day, night, rain, shine, she's always available to talk.
Smirking, Elizabeth follows him to the door, lingering only a second to look teasingly into his eyes. "Oh? So you settled on squirrel then? Maybe you're already making progress." With a playful tilt of her head and a light laugh, she leads the way out into the cold and back to the chaotic life that awaited them.
[FIN]
Accepting her own towel, she runs it against the back of her neck then down her chest before wrapping it around her body. A genuinely happy smile warms her face when she looks back up. "Any time." And she means it just as usual; day, night, rain, shine, she's always available to talk.
Smirking, Elizabeth follows him to the door, lingering only a second to look teasingly into his eyes. "Oh? So you settled on squirrel then? Maybe you're already making progress." With a playful tilt of her head and a light laugh, she leads the way out into the cold and back to the chaotic life that awaited them.
[FIN]
Elizabeth
