[Keith finds a place beside Lance, letting his feet sink in, prepared for something way cooler. It's a nice, welcome change.
Not that the marsh was cold?! He also wouldn't voluntarily swim in it. It's complicated. Either way, his calves go under, automatically swinging in the warmth of the lagoon...]
Huh?
[99.5% of Lance's excited declarations are met with such a response. He's looking, watching, sees the glitter; it's happening on his own skin too.
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Not that the marsh was cold?! He also wouldn't voluntarily swim in it. It's complicated. Either way, his calves go under, automatically swinging in the warmth of the lagoon...]
Huh?
[99.5% of Lance's excited declarations are met with such a response. He's looking, watching, sees the glitter; it's happening on his own skin too.
Rodeos, unicorns.....]
Where's the horn-?
[HOW FORWARD.]