Greatwater Lake i've had a famous man on his fire escape

Caiaphas would have engaged in such a staring match were it not for the fact her position was uncomfortable -- turning your neck nearly all the way around backwards, and sustaining this position for any length of time, was impossible for nearly anything but owls.

Huffily she conceded, a scowl darkening her countenance as she rose dripping from the shallows. She pivoted heavily, facing the stalwart male with a blank expression gracing her features. Tentatively she perused the air between them to gauge what pack he was from -- but she did not recognize the scent that clung to the powerful male's coat and with a sigh she drew from the bank and sat in front of him, meeting his smirk with a dull expression of her own. "If you're going to peep on a lady who is bathing, you should at least be abashed when discovered."

Not that Caiaphas was really a lady -- and not that she was one someone would want to watch. Her sharp cheek remained delivered without a smile, her expression unchanging as she awaited his reply.