Heron Lake Plateau I guess I keep a-gamblin'

He was greatly pleased that his words had redirected the conversation back to a safer course, and allowed little twinkles of curiousity to glimmer in his bright copper eyes - that was the thing about children; they were so terribly curious, and Cinder was, of course, no exception. He had wondered many things, he always wondered.

She liked swimming. It wasn't what he had anticipated, and it caused his silvery ears to tip forward from his crown, observing Raleska with interest. "Swimming..." He murmered, lips parted slightly in thought. "I never tried to swim b'fore... not... properly, at least." His conclusion came after a few moments of contemplation, for his memory wasn't the greatest, but he did not recall trying to swim before. The young Blackthorn peered back up to meet her gaze but noted the challenge in her eyes - had he done something to upset her? His head quirked, but he did not mention it in hopes that the tension would calm. "Maybe you could teach me sometime?"