[When he leaves her sight, Konoha sinks into the water a bit deeper. Her shirt was already wet... so it was fine, right? She slips in until she's up to her neck, kicking her back legs a bit. Water was nice... it was cool, and she was so much less heavy in it...
As Connor comes back in to view Konoha tries to refresh herself, putting her face into the water and scrubbing at it quickly, pinching between her brows and pushing on her cheek bones in order to try and relieve the growing haze and pressure she feels in the back of her skull before she comes back up.
It's a lot of towels... Not more than she needed, but more than she usually had on hand, so. She does look a bit impressed.]
I think? Hold on-
[She takes her time, not wanting to mess up and slip on a rock or twist an ankle despite how weak she's feeling, dragging herself out with a clumsier-than-normal heave until she stands back on the riverbank, dripping forlornly.]
Sorry, I didn't mean to get so wet...
[She holds out her hands for a towel, sleeves sopping. At least he said he was waterproof... ?]
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As Connor comes back in to view Konoha tries to refresh herself, putting her face into the water and scrubbing at it quickly, pinching between her brows and pushing on her cheek bones in order to try and relieve the growing haze and pressure she feels in the back of her skull before she comes back up.
It's a lot of towels... Not more than she needed, but more than she usually had on hand, so. She does look a bit impressed.]
I think? Hold on-
[She takes her time, not wanting to mess up and slip on a rock or twist an ankle despite how weak she's feeling, dragging herself out with a clumsier-than-normal heave until she stands back on the riverbank, dripping forlornly.]
Sorry, I didn't mean to get so wet...
[She holds out her hands for a towel, sleeves sopping. At least he said he was waterproof... ?]