saiden
Saiden smiled at Weaver's laughter and winked at her. "Specificity is key." Tone playful, he let his gaze drift down her body again, settling on her legs. "I imagine you have powerful thighs. But it's hard to tell with all that fabric in the way." Reaching out with his free hand, he plucked at her pants, though his fingers drifted against her thigh as he did.
Glancing out at the buoy, he didn't respond for a long moment. "Keep your voice down. Don't want to scare away the fishes." It came out quietly, as he was instructing her to be as well.
Only then did he look back at her. "She practically raised me, until we were old enough to help raise each other. In fact, all my siblings and I always had to look out for each other, since our parents never really did." He shrugged, eyes sad. "Now she's dead. And the rest of them don't seem to have made it to this world." Tone pained, he returned his gaze to the distant horizon.
Glancing out at the buoy, he didn't respond for a long moment. "Keep your voice down. Don't want to scare away the fishes." It came out quietly, as he was instructing her to be as well.
Only then did he look back at her. "She practically raised me, until we were old enough to help raise each other. In fact, all my siblings and I always had to look out for each other, since our parents never really did." He shrugged, eyes sad. "Now she's dead. And the rest of them don't seem to have made it to this world." Tone pained, he returned his gaze to the distant horizon.
