[Rinrou]

Frei's eyes were looking out at the large expanse of the pool, she didn't look too happy. But she slowly stuck her feet in.

Laurel didn't want to get in Nic's way or distract him for whatever important thing he was doing... but finally she just couldn't take it any longer. She stopped sewing and stared at Nic's back for a long moment. "For someone who claims to love me, you sure do a poor job of showing it." she suddenly spat, the venom of doubt seeping into her voice.

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After a moment she felt a very light squeeze in return. It looked like he was gaining consciousness, or perhaps it was simply reflexive.