Duck Lake The city, the crowd is fading, moving on

Yuki, in fact, did notice him.

A vessel of white, not far off from the shoreline. His mismatched gaze seemed to observe her -- one was as deep as the sea itself, and the other like the sun that glistened above them. She didn't know how long they'd even been sitting there -- hell, she hadn't even payed attention when she dove head first into the lake. 

The snowbird's glacial gaze met his own, and her crown tilted sideways as the sides of her mouth pulled into a smile. Are you sunbathing? She questioned, her tail swaying steadily behind her.

The waters are too nice to be baking in the sun, don't you think?