[She’s dimly aware that he must’ve fallen in too and looks around, baffled, and he surfaces too.
She doesn’t know what to say, eyes wide before a startled noise escapes her and, miraculously, she finds herself laughing. It’s not much— a chuckle maybe or a giggle and she covers her mouth with her hand as her shoulders Hawke with mirth.]
Sorry. [She’s not sure if he fell in because of her or if he just decided to join her, but she apologizes anyhow and there’s a hint of a smile around the corners of her mouth and the softening of her eyes.
She reaches out to move some hair from his eyes in apology]
no subject
She doesn’t know what to say, eyes wide before a startled noise escapes her and, miraculously, she finds herself laughing. It’s not much— a chuckle maybe or a giggle and she covers her mouth with her hand as her shoulders Hawke with mirth.]
Sorry. [She’s not sure if he fell in because of her or if he just decided to join her, but she apologizes anyhow and there’s a hint of a smile around the corners of her mouth and the softening of her eyes.
She reaches out to move some hair from his eyes in apology]
Laughter suits you.