[the water's dangerous - it's rough in ways it's never been before - so the idea of going back in? that's her last option. but then a small tentacle grips here, another taps there - and she knows that jinx can hear her, even if she can't say it.
knows she's in there, too - she's never held another sleeper squid before - it's such a vulnerable state to be in, and she tries to tamp down the guilt that maybe she'd caused this - maybe it had been too upsetting - or maybe they were just too close to the ocean and it was that - or maybe it was nothing other than jinx being jinx: unpredictable.
so vi cradles the squid, as if she would a tiny person, a wounded animal - tentacles wrapping around her like a squiddy spidermonkey, which ...the moment she thinks of this she doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. so it's a bit of both as she attempts to gently and quickly descend to a lower ledge, one where the waves have kissed before, and leaving a small pool of water behind in a sunken surface. it's a small, shallow pool, but she doesn't know how long a squidself can breathe air before it needs water, so she wants to make sure both are at the ready.
and she does, stepping one foot in and then both feet - it's only waist deep, and not very wide, and she can only guess at what will soothe her sister's distress - though on some level, maybe the partial immersion in water will help the squid.]
It's either this or my bathtub, and it's a long way to carry you all the way back there. I ...would, though.
[she leans her head forward to rest against where she thinks jinx's forehead might be.]
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knows she's in there, too - she's never held another sleeper squid before - it's such a vulnerable state to be in, and she tries to tamp down the guilt that maybe she'd caused this - maybe it had been too upsetting - or maybe they were just too close to the ocean and it was that - or maybe it was nothing other than jinx being jinx: unpredictable.
so vi cradles the squid, as if she would a tiny person, a wounded animal - tentacles wrapping around her like a squiddy spidermonkey, which ...the moment she thinks of this she doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. so it's a bit of both as she attempts to gently and quickly descend to a lower ledge, one where the waves have kissed before, and leaving a small pool of water behind in a sunken surface. it's a small, shallow pool, but she doesn't know how long a squidself can breathe air before it needs water, so she wants to make sure both are at the ready.
and she does, stepping one foot in and then both feet - it's only waist deep, and not very wide, and she can only guess at what will soothe her sister's distress - though on some level, maybe the partial immersion in water will help the squid.]
It's either this or my bathtub, and it's a long way to carry you all the way back there. I ...would, though.
[she leans her head forward to rest against where she thinks jinx's forehead might be.]