Serena: Gav, if there are more of those—
Gavriel:Then I'll cut those too. Anyways, rivers are fine. Bathtubs. Puddles, even. But lakes are off the list. I'm drawing a firm personal boundary with lakes.
He swam towards the statue using the fading glow of her arrow to guide him, the gold light pulsing like a heartbeat in the distance, growing brighter with every stroke. He moved at speed with Serena against his chest, his green blade raised in his free hand, eyes scanning the dark water around them.
