“If I could be so bold, I’d have to say that you don’t even know the half of it… But I suppose that’s a conversation for another day, isn’t it?” She chuckles. “Oh, a sea cucumber, I think those are called. Interesting name for a whatever that is.”
I bet eventually she’ll ask about the patch, and then everything will be ruined. I guess that’s just life, though.
Pushing the thought out of her mind now. That isn’t a good one to have. But… here comes a blush instead. “No, I haven’t… in fact, ever since everyone found out, nobody’s wanted to come near me like that. But, I mean… uh… I wouldn’t mind… If you’re okay with it, anyway…”
“Sea cucumber… Yes, that’s what it was. Forgive me, it has been… some time since I learned English, and sometimes I forget the word for things. It can be so hard sometimes!” She lowers herself slightly into the water, blowing bubbles of frustration.
I hope my fins don’t scare her away.
She smiles, though, through what would be an old wound, then floats onto her back, swimming as close as she can to the shore without beaching herself. “Here, please. I would hate to offer and not deliver… I’m afraid I you will have to get a little wet, though.”
Celestina lets out another chuckle -- she’s so damn cute, how is she even supposed to cope? -- but her eyes widen as the mermaid drifts toward the shore. Are those... Is she...
“I, uh...” Her blush deepens, but she starts moving forward into the water. “That’s fine, I don’t mind getting wet. I mean...! That sounded weird, I’m sorry, oh my god--”
Now would be a very good time to shut up, especially since they’re right there and you can’t accidentally touch them, that would be incredibly rude!
She reaches a hand out and ends up settling it on the mermaid’s shoulder. Oh. Oh, she’s very soft. “This is... exactly what I expected!” Oh, she likes this. She likes this quite a lot. But she can’t be weird about it. How long was too long? She has no idea.
