[private] brought the dark to the light

[Gale]

Gale started under neon lights, then it all got dark i only know how to go too far The disgust on her face is not unfamiliar, but it does not occur to awkward Gale for a moment that the source is something as simple as having spoken in circles and not answering her question. He has always been a bumbling socialite, being prone to getting lost in his own thoughts, and he had just been trying to scare her off, so some amount of disdain is to be expected. But he is not without shame entirely, and he looks away, cheeks flushing invisibly below his navy hide. She proposes drowning him, and though Gale does not look back at her, the words are met with narrowed eyes and a long moment of silence. He’s not immediately verbally responding this time either, but at least he is giving an indicator that he had heard her. His expression remains pensive, and just before it becomes uncomfortably stagnant, he nods decisively “You could try,” he says, and there is something encouraging in the way he now lifts his brows and nods, as though he would not contest her efforts to pull him into the sea. Gale does not think that he has drowned before, but he chooses not to share this as he meets Adria’s gaze again. There is no one here, she confirms, but his plans for deep jungles have been subsumed by her earlier offer. Surely the Curse’s return will be slowed by a drowned host. Will he keep drowning, he wonders? Or will it be like the lava, and he will only remember waking? He shivers at the thought, and then does his best to shake it off. She suggests that he grow gills or swim away, neither choice the one she’d dangled earlier. Gale frowns, and asks with concern: “What happened to being sucked into the abyss?” @Adria