The Sentinels beauty means the scent of roses, and then the death of roses

Rannoch nodded to her words and looked to the calm waters before them. Despite the favorable conditions, and the stark differences from the sea, there was a sense of hesitation about him. There was just something that made him so uneasy in that moment. But, he had the support of Deirdre to calm his nerves.

With this in mind, the child pressed forward as he leaned onto her and pressed forward, finding it much more comfortable to press forward. As the pair got deeper, Rannoch could feel him losing his touch upon the ground.

An initial sense of panic struck his heart as he began to float and his heart drummed steadily. But, soon, after a few rushed strokes, he realized it wasn’t so bad. “This is weird,” He commented eventually as he swam. Despite the ease in which he treaded water, Rannoch every so often felt a sting from his arm and would winch when this occurred.