Becoming

Zariah raised a brow at him as he straightened his clothes and apologized. ”It isn’t something to apologize for, just a statement of fact. You do live here – if you’re going to look a mess anywhere it’d best be here.” she said with a shrug. She didn’t really care frankly. It wasn’t like there was anyone around she was worried about impressing. She watched as he revealed a small sphere of water in his hand, then laced it through his fingers before having it regain the shape. Now, this was interesting. ”Water manipulation.” she identified, quite intrigued. ”That is a skill none of us yet possessed. This is a good development. Well done, Peter.” she praised, knowing that like with Edrei, her words of praise would go far for him. ”Focus on building up this skill, and then we shall be waterboarding prisoners before you know it.” she said with a smirk at her own dark joke, glancing back up at the ceiling. zariah If it is danger you seek, come on over. I covet tranquility but beget the tempest storm.