Duck Lake We all need someone to stay [M]

She wasn't bothered by his presence and that eased some of his own tension; looking out at the lake, seeing himself there in the dark reflection, he realized he hadn't washed any of Caiaphas' blood away. Firefly decided to stride across the edge of the lakeside and go for a swim. As he got deeper, red-black blooms burst from his figure.

Her voice drifted through the air next. Commenting on the idyllic night, though it was not a sentiment he was feeling yet. His mind was full of blood and battle, imminent death, the stress of his failings - but he tried to calm down while the clutch of the water chilled him, cleansed him. Firefly emerged upon the bank nearer to her, dripping a bit but not so muddied by the dried blood.

He looked around at the calm, and finally nodded. Its perfect here.