[ dextera follows guren’s lead and rolls up his pants, slipping his legs into the warm water. now that he’s not being plunged into it and choking on every breath, it really is pleasant. soothing. he smiles, briefly, and then turns his face to guren—he actually trained under a waterfall? really?
he shouldn’t be surprised. ]
Maybe you could go back one day, anyway. I bet it’s even nicer than it was before.
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he shouldn’t be surprised. ]
Maybe you could go back one day, anyway. I bet it’s even nicer than it was before.
[ he scoots closer to guren... casually. ]