With a sigh of relief, he trailed up onto the shore himself, scooping up the shirt he'd abandoned to pull it on, though it and the boots seemed content to stick awkwardly anyways. "Think we can get back before they realize we're out?"
Maybe they'll get us oiled after breakfast. I can't imagine we're the only ones who will need it. Hessianth suggested hopefully as he trailed after L'nik, waiting until he was actually dressed to shake the water off of himself. Hmm! If you like me how I am, then I see no reason to change that!
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