Evie
When hope and peace begin to fray
Rising is a difficult thing, if only because the steam and the easy, slow-breathing fun of the bubbles was so relaxing. But there’s a different but no less valuable joy in learning, especially such a vital skill as swimming. So she braves the slight chill as she stands and moves back to the wall at his direction, gauging the space between them visually.
This time is far more successfully, though she’s still not quite sure what to do with her arms by time momentum is lost. Kicking off with more strength this time, she’s able to touch Deimos’ arm with her own outstretched to cut through the water, lifting her head as soon as she feels his skin with her fingertips. Grinning, the Evergreen squeezes his forearm in brief, thoughtless celebration. “That was better!” Less of an arrogant declaration than a confirmation that the bubble blowing had helped on her side. Already assuming he would direct her back to the wall, she goes back once more, already preparing to go again before pausing. “What else should I change this time?”
This time is far more successfully, though she’s still not quite sure what to do with her arms by time momentum is lost. Kicking off with more strength this time, she’s able to touch Deimos’ arm with her own outstretched to cut through the water, lifting her head as soon as she feels his skin with her fingertips. Grinning, the Evergreen squeezes his forearm in brief, thoughtless celebration. “That was better!” Less of an arrogant declaration than a confirmation that the bubble blowing had helped on her side. Already assuming he would direct her back to the wall, she goes back once more, already preparing to go again before pausing. “What else should I change this time?”
know that daybreak is not far away
