Spinning the small laurel branch between his fingers, Dalton laughed as she accused him of not needing much encouragement. Which was true, Dalton always delighted in showing others something new, if they were open to it. It was only with the mundanes, those who knew little of the work he did, where he hesitated. He had no such qualms with Nari, their respective pieces of knowledge made clear on their first meeting.
He was preoccupied with fishing his keys out of his pocket when he looked at her hands, seeing the motion of her beckoning fingers. Dalton was momentarily confused before he spotted the droplets seemingly moving at their own volition. They floated towards her from both the branch and the umbrella, and he saw her gather the orb and set it to spin, separating into a ring of water.
“Exquisite,” he murmured, the branch no longer spinning in his hand as he was fixated on the display. Holding it between thumb and his little finger, he reached up with a pointed index finger but stopped himself. He looked at her, tilting his head and smiling at her. “May I?” He asked, curious about the physical feel and interaction of the floating water.
He was preoccupied with fishing his keys out of his pocket when he looked at her hands, seeing the motion of her beckoning fingers. Dalton was momentarily confused before he spotted the droplets seemingly moving at their own volition. They floated towards her from both the branch and the umbrella, and he saw her gather the orb and set it to spin, separating into a ring of water.
“Exquisite,” he murmured, the branch no longer spinning in his hand as he was fixated on the display. Holding it between thumb and his little finger, he reached up with a pointed index finger but stopped himself. He looked at her, tilting his head and smiling at her. “May I?” He asked, curious about the physical feel and interaction of the floating water.