[The flutter in his chest may be actual, real heart palpitations. How has he avoided this up until now? It isn't fair. Even Melitele herself was not this tall. Probably. IF she existed at all. Her statues always made her look so... modest. Four arms or not.]
Yes! You absolutely should. I mean, my natural talent is with all plant life before, er, rock life, but I'm very handy. With my hands.
[He dips under the water, pushing his wet bangs back to stay out of his face. He's. All right, swimming better than he at first indicated, but the water here is lovely, blue, and clear, and it's giving him opportunity to admire both nature's beauty and women's bounty. But it's far less impressive than growing up on an island. It's swimming from the vineyard's local lake, and falling into wells, and bathing in rivers.]
It certainly shows. You don't fear it at all, do you? [Then he feels much better having her as a partner than most. The goggles certainly help in a way that actually shocks him. As he ducks down with a coral in hand, pressing it to the rock, it seemingly grows from the touch, attaching itself -- and he can see it, crystal-clear, without burning salt in his eyes. He breaches again, shaking water from his hair.] My family owned a vineyard, with a giant lake nearby. We used to run away from our chores and throw ourselves in. I learned from necessity; I had many cousins who would've loved to drown me.
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Yes! You absolutely should. I mean, my natural talent is with all plant life before, er, rock life, but I'm very handy. With my hands.
[He dips under the water, pushing his wet bangs back to stay out of his face. He's. All right, swimming better than he at first indicated, but the water here is lovely, blue, and clear, and it's giving him opportunity to admire both nature's beauty and women's bounty. But it's far less impressive than growing up on an island. It's swimming from the vineyard's local lake, and falling into wells, and bathing in rivers.]
It certainly shows. You don't fear it at all, do you? [Then he feels much better having her as a partner than most. The goggles certainly help in a way that actually shocks him. As he ducks down with a coral in hand, pressing it to the rock, it seemingly grows from the touch, attaching itself -- and he can see it, crystal-clear, without burning salt in his eyes. He breaches again, shaking water from his hair.] My family owned a vineyard, with a giant lake nearby. We used to run away from our chores and throw ourselves in. I learned from necessity; I had many cousins who would've loved to drown me.