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val was convinced these children would be his demise. where was their sense of peril? of common sense?! they dashed for the waves and played with things that could hurt them, or worse, be poisonous!

at least one resembled him; he grinned as his vision was obscured by a face-hugging thibault. stepping back from the lapping water, val gently lowered his head so thibault’s feet touched the ground.

it’s alright, thibault. val reassured with a warm smile that was dashed as chani sped past, a nip aimed at his ankle. cheeky! but he did not chase, because like thibault he had no intention of breaching water.

tousaint seemed reserved as well, though he at least obliged mireille’s beckoning with a hesitant toe held above the water’s surface. val did a headcount out of habit then, relieved that ravin, astera, chani, and miette were under the watchful eye of the sea-patrolling suzu. val had every bit of faith in his niece for her rescuing ability, on account she’d seized miette from the waters only a few weeks prior.

his heart, however, froze as he saw his daughter’s darkling look. don’t you dare. he cautioned, but it was too late — with a sprint she was off.

the one saving grace here was both suzu and mireille were far faster than that impish child; val dottered next to thibault, guilt riding his shoulders as he realized he was too much a coward to save his daughter if she was ever in watery peril.