[So down into the water he goes, a sharp breath in through his teeth at how many places sting in protest. He keeps towards the edge, though, his back to Mithrun as he repositions himself in front of his legs. It's a lot of worked muscle, the slightest trail of light clustered freckles against the top of his shoulders and down his back.]
If only this place had a healing effect. [He chuckles tightly, even as he winces once more as he starts work on pulling splinters from his chest.] Maybe this wouldn't hurt so much.
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[So down into the water he goes, a sharp breath in through his teeth at how many places sting in protest. He keeps towards the edge, though, his back to Mithrun as he repositions himself in front of his legs. It's a lot of worked muscle, the slightest trail of light clustered freckles against the top of his shoulders and down his back.]
If only this place had a healing effect. [He chuckles tightly, even as he winces once more as he starts work on pulling splinters from his chest.] Maybe this wouldn't hurt so much.