Sleeping Dragon we'll watch as time tumbles down

As the woman turns to come back Portia lets out a breath of relief, silently thanking God that she'd not been stubborn about it. As the woman starts talking, she smiles, stepping back to let the other through. She almost opens her mouth to agree with wanting to check it out up close-- she understands that. The desire to explore and learn, it burns deep in her own soul. Had she not learned what a geyser was when she was younger, she might've made the same mistake her first time seeing one. But, before she has the chance, the other is cut off herself by the geyser. 

Giving an amused smile, Portia nods, giggling sweetly. "Very close," she says, nodding towards it. "Can you feel the spray?" she adds as a mist settled upon them, adding small diamond-like glints to her fur. "Feels much better like this than it does up close, I can assure you."

Portia steps back a bit, sitting down, hoping the other would join her. "I can tell you more if you'd like, Hun-- I don't know the schedule but it may go off again sometime," she offers, smiling. "My name is Portia."