Snippet #2741668

“Ah the feeling of the coast. The salt air, The atmosphere, who could ask for more?” Cain asked as he watched Honey splash Amethyst. Belkorin had to cover his maw to keep himself from restraining a laugh. Both then watched as she walked over looking annoyed as ever and gave out the orders.

Cain’s usual good demeanor changed to a frozen look. He nodded dumbly as he went to the back of the dress, and with trembling hands undid the back of the dress before turning around sharply. His face turned as red as his hair.

“Th-there. All done A-Ame.” He stuttered as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I-I should get some firewood.” He said, as he began to walk along the beach for driftwood and fuel for the fire.

”I saw that lad.” Belkorin told him. ”You like her, don’t you? Or is it those childhood feelings?” Cain gave a glare as the spirit began floating in front of him.

“That’s a non-issue. It’s obvious she doesn’t give an iota. But... I hope deep down, she kept me around because of our friendship.” Cain said as he gathered the wood for the fire. Once he did, he built the fire in a nice secluded part of the beach big enough to hide Honey and the group as well as the firelight.

“That should at least make us a bit comfortable for sleep.” He muttered to himself as he lay on his back and slowly began to nod off. He hoped things turned out alright in the morning flight over the ocean, yet he predicted claws in his back painfully.