"Me too." He skims his nose across her cheek and then kisses it, holding her close to him and looking out the window at the beach. It's cold outside and the moon is bright, and he itches to get into the waves. Being in the ocean always makes him feel better.
And then he remembers April's scales, the way they'd gleamed in the candlelight, and wonders if she might be the same.
"Do you want to go for a swim?" He kind of cringes as he says it, but it's still a valid idea, maybe. If it calms them down, tires them out enough to sleep. They can leave their phones at the water's edge in case there's any news. "I just - when I'm upset being in the water always helps. I'm calmer out there. I thought maybe you might be too? You looked at home in your other skin."
It's probably a dumb idea, but it's the only one that comes to mind. He feels pent up and stressed out and he wants to jump headfirst into the waves, swim until his muscles ache and his mind stops racing.
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"Me too." He skims his nose across her cheek and then kisses it, holding her close to him and looking out the window at the beach. It's cold outside and the moon is bright, and he itches to get into the waves. Being in the ocean always makes him feel better.
And then he remembers April's scales, the way they'd gleamed in the candlelight, and wonders if she might be the same.
"Do you want to go for a swim?" He kind of cringes as he says it, but it's still a valid idea, maybe. If it calms them down, tires them out enough to sleep. They can leave their phones at the water's edge in case there's any news. "I just - when I'm upset being in the water always helps. I'm calmer out there. I thought maybe you might be too? You looked at home in your other skin."
It's probably a dumb idea, but it's the only one that comes to mind. He feels pent up and stressed out and he wants to jump headfirst into the waves, swim until his muscles ache and his mind stops racing.