“ if this is your idea of fun, i don’t know what to say to you. ” @gonpleiga
Sometimes Egil wondered, whether Echo had been allowed to be a child at all. Whether there had been a moment in her life where she was carefree and laughing and tumbling in the grass ( or snow ). For some stupid reason, a flicker of a memory touched at his mind, a fleeting moment of joy between two young children. A time where he did not yet live at the oil rig. But just as quick as it came, just as quick it left him.
“ Oh come on, Echo. “ he finally commented, reaching out and grabbing her hand before she could protest, yanking her almost unceremoniously so into the water. “ Live a little, swimming can be VERY fun! “ he proceeded with a frown before an almost cheeky grin touched at his lips, eyes narrowing. “ Unless you’d rather want me to sing for you again? I can grab my instrument. “









