Lost Creek Hollow Poison and Whine

I bet, he thought. She seemed like a talker. Something told him she was holding back, too. Not a healer, either, which made him wonder what exactly she did at her last pack. 

He winced, turning his head when water was flung his way. He wasn't upset, as he intended on soaking himself fully anyway. 

He waded further in, now soaking his back legs and up to his belly. More murky water clouded around him. Maybe he was dirty..

"Probably wouldn't want to curl up with me. I'm told I need to bathe more, probably smell awful." He planned on bugging her with this same joke for a while. 

"You don't ever enjoy silence, though? Can be good for ya to do some thinkin'."

He sat, then slowly lowered the rest of his shoulders into the water.