[Sheliak also lingered in the shallow water. He felt connected to it in a way he couldn't quite place and he was reluctant to leave. His reluctance only grew as he felt his body reshaping itself. He squeezed his eyes shut as he was overwhelmed by the strange ebb and flow of his new senses. It felt like he was fighting between two very different forms, one that let him feel and one that took that away. He grabbed a fistful of sand in a desperate attempt to keep the rough texture from vanishing, only for it to slip away. His voice felt foreign as he sighed in frustration. He couldn't tell what was real like this and he opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his attention was Ryouma's naked body.
He quickly sat up and turned away with a polite, but insistently loud cough.]
As relaxing as napping is, this is hardly the place for it.
1. hello fellow coldblood!
He quickly sat up and turned away with a polite, but insistently loud cough.]
As relaxing as napping is, this is hardly the place for it.