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

Saarthal's grin grew wider at Okeanos's laugh, a mischievous gleam entering her gaze as she shifted, turning to face him straight on. "It's never too late to try," she teased, "'c'mon, have a go, fuck me over." There was something strangely enthralling about him - despite the fact that she didn't often go for dudes - something that drew her forward, wanting to unravel his mystery before they inevitably parted ways. Saarth's methods had always been pretty hands on, rather unlike stargazing and plant-logging (even though her official profession and speciality was medicine, she was still debating her interest in that area), but maybe Okeanos would be kind enough to play along. "I'm a star-gazing, plant-cataloguing girl myself - aspiring medic here. Although, probably more plant tearing, killing and collecting than cataloguing....Eh, small difference," Saarth leaned forward, playful now, flirtatious, "c'mon, Okeanos, come at me. It'll be fun!"