Lake Rodney put on a pretty little number, i'm wearing you still

terance got all his wit from his parents. dante was cool and collected all the time, and osprey was just really great with words. he picked up on it pretty quickly, and he had to if he wanted to keep up with sarah, who was a whole new breed of witty. he couldn't speak for this girl, but similarly to hydra, she was able to combat each of his little quips with her own. terance couldn't decided if this irritated him or impressed him-- much like how he felt about hydra.

"you're a good handling size," terance replied, still unsure how to handle this look down. what did that mean? when she turned to look at the lake, the stone gave himself a glance, double-checking to make sure he didn't have shit in his fur or something-- but nope, all clean.

oh wait, duh. "'m terance," he said, almost diving straight in (literally) without giving a proper introduction.