[ Not hearing any shouts of embarrassment or frantic movements through the water, Bolin lifts his gaze, eyes alight with the enthusiasm and contentment that he usually has when he sees his friend. His gaze snags on the tattoos again, despite having seen them before, noticing how they shift in the mist. It makes Bolin think of fire and warmth, which he'd always associated with his home.
He relaxes. ]
Were you hiding from me? [ He raises an eyebrow, walking to the edge of the water to sit down. ] Are we playing a game?
[ And while he admires Adra's tattoos, he notices something else as well, continuing to talk without letting the other man get a word in. As per the usual. ]
Hey, have you beefed up? Training's paying off, huh!
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He relaxes. ]
Were you hiding from me? [ He raises an eyebrow, walking to the edge of the water to sit down. ] Are we playing a game?
[ And while he admires Adra's tattoos, he notices something else as well, continuing to talk without letting the other man get a word in. As per the usual. ]
Hey, have you beefed up? Training's paying off, huh!