[ lance's expression just flattens, but considering dylas is doing him the favor here, he wisely keeps his mouth shut. moving towards the shoreline, he shrugs off his t-shirt, leaving him in just a pair of shorts, and effortlessly wades into the water, moving almost like he belongs there.
he wanders further until he's about waist-deep, glancing all around until he seems to decide on a direction. and then he's sucking in a breath and dipping in, disappearing under the surface. it'll be a couple of minutes till he comes back... ]
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he wanders further until he's about waist-deep, glancing all around until he seems to decide on a direction. and then he's sucking in a breath and dipping in, disappearing under the surface. it'll be a couple of minutes till he comes back... ]