"Can we?" she asked, beautiful hazel eyes turning to him, hopeful and excited. He smiled wider and nodded. Of course they could go in, whatever she wanted. She gave him her own soft smile, lipped so sweetly at his cheek with a quiet yes. They would go in together, at the same time. Just as they should always be.
He draped his wing across her back where it often seemed to find itself, pulled her close for another hug and gentle nuzzle into her cheek. "We'll go together, ok?" Always together, he added with a silent whisper to her.
His grasp eased, but he kept his wing atop her. Slowly, he lifted a foot and waited, watched her do the same with that sweet smile of hers. And then at the same time they stepped in. Or... on, as it turned out. As though a sheet of glass lay just under the surface, they stepped as though walking on solid ground. He stared in shock and confusion, and then in awe. Woooooow! Pale, gray eyes glanced at her feet too to see if she could go into the water. But, no. She was on top of it also!
"That's not normal," he said a little obviously. Of course, it wasn't normal. He grabbed her in slowly growing excitement and took them another step in -on. And then another. And another! Until they were standing completely above the water without any ground to stand on.
"That. Is. Sooo cool. I don't think Mother can do this." He wondered silently if Father could, but seeing as he mostly lived in Kharon's mind for the time being, he didn't bring it up. "Do you like it?" he asked softly, suddenly concerned he may have pushed her into something she hadn't wanted and subconsciously pulling her closer with a gentle grip of his wing.
