"Ah fancy th'heat.. but ah'm told s'cause ah'm a Seeker.. 'n' Seekers like heat - or somethin'. Dinnae ken - ah don' feel like a miqo'lass sometimes." She shrugs.
"Tells ya what, Mister Warden; fer an old man y'act like a prop'r wain wae all th'bubbles, 'n' splashin'.."
Floating back down to the other side of the pool so she could collect a towel lying on the dry land, she'd turn to Warren then cough, "..H'erm.. c-could.. could ya uhmn... can y'close yer eyes?"
"Tells ya what, Mister Warden; fer an old man y'act like a prop'r wain wae all th'bubbles, 'n' splashin'.."
Floating back down to the other side of the pool so she could collect a towel lying on the dry land, she'd turn to Warren then cough, "..H'erm.. c-could.. could ya uhmn... can y'close yer eyes?"
