Though she seemed responsive enough to decide holding onto him was the best course of action without him needing to tell her, Conall had barely tugged them along a metre closer to the ship’s hull before she was sinking downward again with him in tow, and he got a faceful of water for his efforts. Spluttering, he kicked upwards against this and managed to see them both briefly resurface, but this tug-of-war, as it was, was not going to get them very far.
And if she was the reason he didn’t make it to study some wild Runespoors, he was going to have to fish up her body from the depths and murder her himself.
Possibly he should have learned to eat a little less for dinner since living in Irvingly. He was sure he used to have a lot more stamina than this. “You’re going to have to... do without the dress,” he informed her, not waiting for Fairchild to agree before doing his best to unfasten the buttons with numb fingers and tug at least the heaviest layer off her while treading water for them both. People were supposed to be lighter in the water, damn it, not wearing leaden skirts.
And if she was the reason he didn’t make it to study some wild Runespoors, he was going to have to fish up her body from the depths and murder her himself.
Possibly he should have learned to eat a little less for dinner since living in Irvingly. He was sure he used to have a lot more stamina than this. “You’re going to have to... do without the dress,” he informed her, not waiting for Fairchild to agree before doing his best to unfasten the buttons with numb fingers and tug at least the heaviest layer off her while treading water for them both. People were supposed to be lighter in the water, damn it, not wearing leaden skirts.
