She lets him settle without further comment or interruption. There seems to be something to those pipes that people seem to enjoy. That was very nice for him.
When the little blue... dragon? She thinks it might be a dragon. Like the ones she often saw playing in the waves... she can't help but smile. What a sweet spirit!
Gilia lets her hand drop to the flask she had hidden at her side, slowly unscrewing it, to call the water out from within it. It wasn't much water, just what she kept with her as was the custom. For that, her control is fine-tuned. Comfortably, she weave it around her fingers in mimicry of waves before she drifts it towards the little Dragon in a ribbon that holds it's shaping without dripping, letting it drift and tease without dripping water everywhere or all over him - just for the little dragon to play with if it wanted to.
Oh, she did love to find reasons like this to cheer others.
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When the little blue... dragon? She thinks it might be a dragon. Like the ones she often saw playing in the waves... she can't help but smile. What a sweet spirit!
Gilia lets her hand drop to the flask she had hidden at her side, slowly unscrewing it, to call the water out from within it. It wasn't much water, just what she kept with her as was the custom. For that, her control is fine-tuned. Comfortably, she weave it around her fingers in mimicry of waves before she drifts it towards the little Dragon in a ribbon that holds it's shaping without dripping, letting it drift and tease without dripping water everywhere or all over him - just for the little dragon to play with if it wanted to.
Oh, she did love to find reasons like this to cheer others.