"Oh, don't be like that," he said with a yawn, running his hand through his untidy hair. "You can meet up with me later in the day, if you'd like. We could talk to the sharks."
He nodded slowly, closing his eyes again tiredly. "I'm sure we could, as long as I could get close enough to speak to them."
She laid back next to him, resting her head on his shoulder. "That might be difficult. Mine doesn't like the surface very much and neither of them never stop moving."
He kissed the top of her head, his nose brushing her hair. "Hm... well, maybe I could come into the water with them."
She grinned. "That would be just lovely! Did you know there are potions for temporary water breathing? I only learned that recently."
He nodded slowly, turning to face her as he rested, his forehead against her temple. "Mm. Maybe I will."
She smiled gently, before sitting up and standing. "I'll make you some coffee. I think I know hoe to do it now, anyways."
"No!" he protested, sitting up immediately and catching her hand. "I didn't ask you here just so you had to make breakfast for me."
There seemed to be a slight pout on his lips and he shook his head, standing up. "Don't. Let me do it."
