Prima began to make her way towards the shore as Theseus' head bobbed up onto the water— well, she seemed to be a relatively long distance away from land. Looks like she'd leaped pretty far this time.
”I know, right, totally! In fact, I'm gonna do it again!” She called back at her companion, the twinkle evident in her pale blue eyes. The chill of having slammed into ice-cold water headfirst hummed through her petite frame, strumming, thrumming, alive. She was alive, and for that, her grin was sheer gratitude.
Under the soft glow of the winter sun, she leapt into the water once more with a joyful whoop, hoping she wouldn't catch hypothermia. Well, her body was pretty accustomed, so tough chance. This time, she aimed for wherever Theseus was at, even though she wasn't planning to barrel into the male head-first. Well, she may or may not be.
She was like an actual cannonball.
Soon enough the whole session ended, and with an exchange of goodbyes, she left the scene with a bounce in her feet.
