Vahvuus doesn't know how long they have - how long he has to indulge his own whims - so he stays below for as long as he dares until finally surfacing, soaked from head to toe. He could summon it back into the water if he wished, or let it all run off of him like the feathers on a duck, but he likes the way it feels on his skin and in his hair. Sorey's still bathing not far off, so he swims closer, sitting down quietly and leaning back against the rock. The soft and steady way that the water flows by is so soothing; he can't remember ever feeling so calm.

Quietly, almost too quiet to be heard over the water, he murmurs, "Thank you for this."

Such a simple thing, and as the commanding exorcist, Sorey didn't have to. But he did- he noticed it's what Vahvuus wanted, and he allowed it. He really does believe that they're partners, doesn't he?

It's sweet. Sad, but sweet.