Kiko lifted her head. The water was appealing, naturally, and she had almost managed to drift off while they had spoken. But, she pulled herself out of the water all the same.
Of course, Wolf.
Eternity
“Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.”
Grayell smiled as she slipped from his arms and followed her out, rounding the hot tub after pulling a towel about his waist. He offered Marg a hand and a smile.
She had pulled on her boots and put on her hat, bundling the rest of her armor into a sloppy pile. She took Grayell's hand and stood, wobbling back and forth a moment before laughing and holding onto him for stability.
S...sorry. I'm not making a move, darling. Jusht.... She took a few steps, barely able to walk straight.
Grayell sighed as he slipped on his gear rather haphazardly and then caught up to the stumbling Margrett. He shook his head as he caught her arm and steadied her, laughing.
Alright soldier, this way. Take it easy... you fall over and I'll be carrying you.
Kiga watched the other three scramble from the warm waters, Grayell trying to help Marg in her drunken stupor. He shrugged and then turned to Alec, smiling sweetly.
Kiko slipped to Margrett's other side. She stayed there in case the woman stumbled. She did not try to steady her as Grayell did by catching a hold of her.
She was still talking, not that it made much sense. But, obviously, she was conscious and mobile. Kiko was of the opinion that Margrett could see herself home.
Eternity
“Put some clothes on, you weird, yellow-eyed, table-dancing, werewolf-training, cryptic, stare-me-right-in-the-eyes-and-don't-even-blink wench.”