He tells her "ooh love".
Exploring new sources of water is always fun, to Kylin it is at least. The water calls her, beckons her closer or did it simply lure her in? Anyway, she’s happy and excited to explore this new pond, trying to ignore the thing missing. A little voice in her head keeps bugging her, telling her that it wasn’t right to do this alone, to do this without her twin brother.
But he isn’t here. He had left her in the first place, so wasn’t it right that she would cross Ischia’s border and do something for herself too? It probably was, Father and Mother would supported it with loud enthusiastic screams. They thought she and Kharon were to close, but, could one ever truly be too close to his or her twin? Then again, he wasn’t here. She was alone.
Or, not so alone. Her thorough inspection of the water had engrossed her till the point she hadn’t really noticed him approach. ”Oh..” she mumbles surprised, head lifting and hazel eyes blinking at the winged colt. ”Hi!” Wings, but so unlike Kharon’s. Yes, both feathers, but these are pitch black. Curiously Kylin extends her neck and reaches out to touch them. Would they feel the same as Kharon’s? But no. She shouldn’t. He isn’t a friend like Ivar – yet.
Flustered she pulls back, shaking her head a little to get the thought out of her head. Luckily she had a question to answer, something she could use to stir the conversation away from her slip up. ”I was exploring the water” she answers truthfully. As her eyes search his, her head tilts a little. ”Want to see?” Kylin does not wait for an answer, instead she steps upon the water and quickly dips her head to splash a little in his direction. Giggling, she’s giggling again, not teasing, but a purest expression of joy.