Greatwater Lake wrapped them in "I don't owe you a damn thing"

His laughter comes as a shock at first, her gaze jerking to his and auds perking alertly as if to capture the rumbles he emits. After a moment, a contagious grin spreads over her lips and a few soft, pealing chuckles escape her lips. 

The waif whets her lips briefly, struggling to bite down on her smile as she shifts in concentration - trying very hard to school her features into seriousness. "Donov..Donov-v."

"Donav," she reiterates after a moment, with a tiny shake of her head, as if to portray this is the closest she can get with her fumbling speech. 

Fen nodded slightly, the smile returning to haunt her lips as a thin spectre, eerie eyes of ghostly silver trailing after Donovan as he wades into the water. 

"Aye," she answers simply, her upbringing shining through as her head ducked slightly. Her auds rose expectantly, waiting for orders - assuming the male wanted her to hunt for him.