It wouldn’t be too different from how things are back home, helping Azul run the lounge while taking classes. Likely easier even, without my other duties minding the dorm.
[ When she rolled over, Jade reflexively reached out to take her hand in his to stay her, and the other on her hip to keep her from drifting off. She didn’t really need the help, but better safe than sorry- and it was just rather nice to keep her close.
He has to chuckle at how easily it was to brighten her mood in situations like this. Did no one ever offer her such simple things before? Or perhaps it was him with the skewed perspective, having Floyd by his side since the day he hatched? Either way, it seemed to be a fair arrangement, and it was rather adorable when she got so happy.]
I can show you a simple healing potion as your first recipe. Basic but quite useful.
[And a marketable product. A skill she can make use of.]
Indeed we will be, and if you ever find yourself struggling, you know I’ll be more than happy to help.
[There is is again, that flow of energy between them... and, quiet as she stays about it, merely giving his other hand a squeeze, she likes feeling his palm on her scales.
It's not like no one is kind or generous to her back home - on the contrary, she has a loving family and community around her -, but the knowledge that her loved ones will die such violent deaths still makes her struggle a lot every day, and Jade provides her with much-needed distraction and stability.
Besides, this new world with its magic and machines and futuristic transport and food and... well, everything, presents a daunting challenge to her in her emotionally compromised state. Where she could have briskly tackled the challenge of adapting under normal circumstances, she now wavers between mental exhaustion and grief. Still, she wants to persevere!]
Thank you, Jade. You're incredibly resourceful.
[His sheer assuredness that it'll all work out boosts her faith, too. With his help, she will learn to make potions, and maybe do other magic too, and they'll be able to earn enough money to buy the house he dreams of! Her fate back home may be sealed, but there's still happiness to be found here until the time for her return arrives.
She turns her head up to look at the surface, noticing a change in lighting.]
Is it getting cloudy up there? If it rains, will we even feel it down here?
Of course. It’s hardly any trouble. Please do not hesitate to come to me when you find yourself in these dilemmas.
[Solving such things was similar to some of the work he did back home, and her needs thus far were quite simple, and yet her whole face would light up in response. It was rather unexpected, and a bit fun.]
Yes and no, and also it depends. Fish get more active when it’s cloudy out during rainstorms. It has little to do with the rain itself, and more with the darkened sky. Though if it rains hard enough, it can kick up sand and silt which bring about more fish in the shallows.
[She squeezes his hand in gratitude again. Mundane as his support may be, he doesn't have to do these things for her, and the fact that he chooses to makes her happy. However, his answer regarding the weather's impact surprises her.]
How strange. I'd have thought the darkness would put the fish at rest!
[She looks up at the darkening sky overhead again.]
What do we do? Go up to the shallows? Or go further down? With your lights, we should be able to see even if it gets darker.
Fish don't sleep as humans do, many must keep moving in order to breathe, so they can only enter a partial state of rest at best. During the day time Fish tend to hide among the rocks and corals to avoid predators in open waters.
However, at night, when predators like birds and other land based creatures are sleeping, they come out to feed.
[He turned his gaze upwards as the first raindrops began to disturb the surface of the water. It wasn't something he'd seen often given how deep he lived, but he also wasn't a fan of the mucky muddy waters of stagnant lakes and ponds.]
I believe going deeper would be the better option, better than swimming through muddy water..
[That did mean they'd need to separate in some capacity, so with some reluctance he let go of her hip and twisted himself so he could right himself without letting go of her hand.]
Shall we? I'm certain we'll find something interesting.
[What does he not know about the sea? But it really is no wonder, given that he grew up on its shore.]
Alright. Let's dive.
[She swims towards the now darkened depths of the sea with him, wondering what they may find down there... it's not out of the question that they might encounter a wreck, given that boats do traverse the water every day and accidents may have occurred, however, it's more likely that they'll just find some belongings lost or abandoned by swimmers or cruisers.]
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[ When she rolled over, Jade reflexively reached out to take her hand in his to stay her, and the other on her hip to keep her from drifting off. She didn’t really need the help, but better safe than sorry- and it was just rather nice to keep her close.
He has to chuckle at how easily it was to brighten her mood in situations like this. Did no one ever offer her such simple things before? Or perhaps it was him with the skewed perspective, having Floyd by his side since the day he hatched? Either way, it seemed to be a fair arrangement, and it was rather adorable when she got so happy.]
I can show you a simple healing potion as your first recipe. Basic but quite useful.
[And a marketable product. A skill she can make use of.]
Indeed we will be, and if you ever find yourself struggling, you know I’ll be more than happy to help.
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It's not like no one is kind or generous to her back home - on the contrary, she has a loving family and community around her -, but the knowledge that her loved ones will die such violent deaths still makes her struggle a lot every day, and Jade provides her with much-needed distraction and stability.
Besides, this new world with its magic and machines and futuristic transport and food and... well, everything, presents a daunting challenge to her in her emotionally compromised state. Where she could have briskly tackled the challenge of adapting under normal circumstances, she now wavers between mental exhaustion and grief. Still, she wants to persevere!]
Thank you, Jade. You're incredibly resourceful.
[His sheer assuredness that it'll all work out boosts her faith, too. With his help, she will learn to make potions, and maybe do other magic too, and they'll be able to earn enough money to buy the house he dreams of! Her fate back home may be sealed, but there's still happiness to be found here until the time for her return arrives.
She turns her head up to look at the surface, noticing a change in lighting.]
Is it getting cloudy up there? If it rains, will we even feel it down here?
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[Solving such things was similar to some of the work he did back home, and her needs thus far were quite simple, and yet her whole face would light up in response. It was rather unexpected, and a bit fun.]
Yes and no, and also it depends. Fish get more active when it’s cloudy out during rainstorms. It has little to do with the rain itself, and more with the darkened sky. Though if it rains hard enough, it can kick up sand and silt which bring about more fish in the shallows.
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How strange. I'd have thought the darkness would put the fish at rest!
[She looks up at the darkening sky overhead again.]
What do we do? Go up to the shallows? Or go further down? With your lights, we should be able to see even if it gets darker.
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However, at night, when predators like birds and other land based creatures are sleeping, they come out to feed.
[He turned his gaze upwards as the first raindrops began to disturb the surface of the water. It wasn't something he'd seen often given how deep he lived, but he also wasn't a fan of the mucky muddy waters of stagnant lakes and ponds.]
I believe going deeper would be the better option, better than swimming through muddy water..
[That did mean they'd need to separate in some capacity, so with some reluctance he let go of her hip and twisted himself so he could right himself without letting go of her hand.]
Shall we? I'm certain we'll find something interesting.
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Alright. Let's dive.
[She swims towards the now darkened depths of the sea with him, wondering what they may find down there... it's not out of the question that they might encounter a wreck, given that boats do traverse the water every day and accidents may have occurred, however, it's more likely that they'll just find some belongings lost or abandoned by swimmers or cruisers.]