Re: Kytana and Cristiano
Kytana cackled wickedly, flipping over and over in the water. She held her stomach and waft around, waving. They could have a long talk later, about how freakin' handsome he was and how that accent melt them down like a stick of butter in the sun. So instead she waved farewell. "I don't wanna get in the way~" she whispered back to Juliet. "Besides, I already know how to fish. Go hang out with the hottie," she said and then float away.
"Bring me back something good, Cristiano! I'm trusting you not to let me starve!"
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The foreigner smiled broadly between the women, though he had no idea what they were talking about. Perhaps it was a kind smile, or one of those smiles people give because they had no idea what was happening. Cristiano, however, nodded. "I won't let you, Ju~li~et! And you won't starve, Kyt~an~ya! Lets go!"
Cris swam in quickly and reached for Juliet's hand, holding his large one out patiently like a knight helping his lady up into the coach. If and when she took it, he shot off faster than even Kytana when she was going full tilt. A stream of bubbles was left in his wake and he looked back to Juliet.
"Is this okay?" he asked as he only slowed down a stitch.