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Kiri's up early the next morning, restless with various low-level simmering concerns, and wanders out of her room.
free-flowing
"Yeah. Well - sorta. I kinda found it out when I tried to drown myself back in Thiyec," he sighs, and then he scoops a final fish.
free-flowing
"Yeah. Turns out I don't actually need to breathe when I'm underwater," he says. "I don't even do it like a fish, I just pull the whatever-it-is straight into my blood through my skin."
He gets up, collecting the basket along the way.
He gets up, collecting the basket along the way.
salt_of_the
"Okay, so, that's good, but you were trying to drown yourself, like, choking dying drown, before you found that out?" Patience asks, getting up to follow him.
free-flowing
"...Sort of? It's complicated. I was trying to see what happened. The idea being that I'd come out either dead or really knowing I was prime."
free-flowing
"Yeah. I know. I'm not sure it's something that people who aren't me can get," he says. "Even Kiri had a lot of trouble. It's just - I really, really didn't want to come back, when she showed up in Thiyec to get me. I would've liked drowning better. And, mm... failing to drown was the only thing I could think of that might help change my mind. I dunno if I can explain why, exactly. I just needed a really big push."
free-flowing
He grins and kisses her on the cheek, in lieu of the hug he cannot give her with both his hands full.
To the kitchen!
To the kitchen!
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He puts the basket of trout on one side of her and a pair of large bowls on the other.
"Edible trout parts," he says, pointing to one bowl, "everything else," the other. "Think you can magic 'em like you said?"
"Edible trout parts," he says, pointing to one bowl, "everything else," the other. "Think you can magic 'em like you said?"
salt_of_the
"I thiiink so. Getting the skin off might be hard." She picks up a trout, contemplates it, and starts - disassembling it. It's pretty gross, but she gets it neatly split into food and not food after a minute of thought and a minute more of fussing.
free-flowing
"Amazing," says Loel. He leans up and kisses her cheek again, then commences doing tasty things to the disassembled trout.
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Tasty things continue. Things other than trout get involved. It's a bit of a production.
The resulting meal is not the sort of thing that can be ferried about on a tray and then distributed from there. Loel eyes it for a moment, then says, "If I show you where the dining room is - it's not far - can you carry stuff there while I go get everybody? You shouldn't need to make too many trips. And I think this is dining-room material."
The resulting meal is not the sort of thing that can be ferried about on a tray and then distributed from there. Loel eyes it for a moment, then says, "If I show you where the dining room is - it's not far - can you carry stuff there while I go get everybody? You shouldn't need to make too many trips. And I think this is dining-room material."
free-flowing
"Great!"
He hugs her. He clearly identifies which things are to be brought to the dining room. He shows her the dining room (it's not far). He hugs her again.
He hugs her. He clearly identifies which things are to be brought to the dining room. He shows her the dining room (it's not far). He hugs her again.