Ira watched with playful disdain as she climbed onto the bank and followed in her steps - because he surely wasn’t going to linger in the water if she wasn’t going too - even though he had not been willing to take a second swim (though the first hadn’t been a willing dunk either). He clamored onto the bank a few feet away from Bones and shook out his coat for the second time before he laid down in a sphinx like position in the grass, letting the sun’s rays warm across his silver tipped spine, watching her with a bemused expression as she scratched and told him that she wasn’t the shark there. “I was warning you, not threatening you,” The Princeling rolled his eyes and snorted. “Trust me if I was threatening you, you’d know.” He teased giving her a mischievous grin that exposed his sharp teeth.
Bones’ sudden declaration that she had to pee was as brash as they came, and for a moment Ira felt a moment of disgust at how, well…unladylike Bones was. There was a way to be both crass and refined, though Ira supposed her inability to be refined was something that he liked about her. She didn’t come across as icky as he probably would have thought about most girls his age, though to be fair she was the first child of his age that he’d came across since he had fled the Red Keep. Ira was silent as she dashed off to relieve herself, supposing that he was refined enough for the both of them (not to mention narcissistic on top of it). “Oh yes,” Ira drew when she returned, smirking to himself when he felt her nose against his cheek. “I coped a look because I’m so fascinated with bodily functions,” He teased her sarcastically before adding, “And because your ass is so fine.”
Nevermind that he actually might have thought that was trueHis eyes flickered to her face then, to see how she handled his teasing.