Greatwater Lake i don't like human nature unless all candied over with art

sorry for the wait my dear<3

for a moment, he worries it'll be too weird and she'll leave. the thought bothers him, though it shouldn't -- they've just met, she certainly doesn't owe him any company. only there's something interesting about her. he can't help the relief in his expression when she finally speaks, trying to bury it under a sheepish smile in the face of her charming smirk.

saarthal, she introduces herself, after more or less asking for his name. (secretly, he wouldn't mind if she kept calling him 'pretty eyes', but he doesn't know how to put that into words, nor does he think it's exactly appropriate.) "my name is okeanos," he offers, glancing up at the sky alongside her. there's the star he named cerulean, he thinks. gemini looks more distant today, and oh, that one is.. leo, maybe? still looking up, he says inanely, "so, do you think about strangers killing you, often?"