Iara watched as the hound reacted to her last comment, eyebrows rising slightly.
"So you do understand something," she muttered thoughtfully, because there was next to no doubt that the look and the huff and the sudden change of position was a response to her words. She supposed it was a bit uncomfortable to have someone check out your junk, if you sentient enough to think about that kind of thing...
She might have followed that train of thought farther, had she felt more together, but though her lips were no longer so terribly dry she was still thirsty, and the pounding headache and vertigo no better than they had been. She took a couple of steps forward, wading ankle-deep into the water, heedless of the cheap black sneakers still on her feet. After a moment she crouched to take another drink of water, and another, and again she stopped on account of the rising edge of nausea. This was frustrating, and she remembered the note in her reading about the need for intravenous re-hydration in severe cases and thought, perhaps, this was why. Well, she'd have to deal with taking small sips and trying not to puke and feeling like shit for a while, she supposed - lack of papers and the whole American insurance thing aside, she was just as invulnerable to needles as to anything else.
She sighed, and ran a hand through her hair, which after five days was no doubt an utter mess, the band tying it back when she'd started this whole thing long since lost. In fact, she was aware suddenly of just how...dry, her skin felt, how dirty she must be after five days of sweating in the desert heat. Fuck, she probably had hobo smell. She considered the pool of water...if she stuck to one end, it would probably still be sanitary enough to drink from the other after? Then again, she had no idea how clean this water was to begin with. She wasn't sure how much that mattered - she knew her body was immune to drugs taken orally, and at least one kind of airborne poison, but she had yet to test whether how far that extended, whether in was all poison, what kind of resistance she had to bacteria and viruses. She'd yet to think of a better way to test it besides like...buying some rat poison or bleach and taking a drink to see what happened, and even she hesitated at that idea...
She shook her head, trying to focus. Her thoughts kept wandering, and she realized she'd been staring blankly ahead of her for several minutes. The water was tempting though, and well, what the hell, hopefully she didn't freeze too much afterwards.
With a shrug she took a step forward, and another, moving into the water until it reached above her knees, not quite touching her thighs. She crouched down, then pushed her body under the shallow water completely, reveling in the sensation. She held herself like that for several moments before straightening so that her head and shoulders were once again above water. She wished she could swim, though the water wasn't really deep enough for that. Iara was from an island, after all, even if her memories of that island were hazy in the way that childhood memories over a decade old tended to be.
She stayed like that, crouching and mostly immersed for several minutes, before grudgingly standing and moving back to the edge of the water. Her clothes, soaked now, clung to her frame, felt heavy. She turned to look back at the canine curiously.
"So what's your deal anyway?" she asked, and, after a moment, sighed. "It's too bad you can't talk."
"So you do understand something," she muttered thoughtfully, because there was next to no doubt that the look and the huff and the sudden change of position was a response to her words. She supposed it was a bit uncomfortable to have someone check out your junk, if you sentient enough to think about that kind of thing...
She might have followed that train of thought farther, had she felt more together, but though her lips were no longer so terribly dry she was still thirsty, and the pounding headache and vertigo no better than they had been. She took a couple of steps forward, wading ankle-deep into the water, heedless of the cheap black sneakers still on her feet. After a moment she crouched to take another drink of water, and another, and again she stopped on account of the rising edge of nausea. This was frustrating, and she remembered the note in her reading about the need for intravenous re-hydration in severe cases and thought, perhaps, this was why. Well, she'd have to deal with taking small sips and trying not to puke and feeling like shit for a while, she supposed - lack of papers and the whole American insurance thing aside, she was just as invulnerable to needles as to anything else.
She sighed, and ran a hand through her hair, which after five days was no doubt an utter mess, the band tying it back when she'd started this whole thing long since lost. In fact, she was aware suddenly of just how...dry, her skin felt, how dirty she must be after five days of sweating in the desert heat. Fuck, she probably had hobo smell. She considered the pool of water...if she stuck to one end, it would probably still be sanitary enough to drink from the other after? Then again, she had no idea how clean this water was to begin with. She wasn't sure how much that mattered - she knew her body was immune to drugs taken orally, and at least one kind of airborne poison, but she had yet to test whether how far that extended, whether in was all poison, what kind of resistance she had to bacteria and viruses. She'd yet to think of a better way to test it besides like...buying some rat poison or bleach and taking a drink to see what happened, and even she hesitated at that idea...
She shook her head, trying to focus. Her thoughts kept wandering, and she realized she'd been staring blankly ahead of her for several minutes. The water was tempting though, and well, what the hell, hopefully she didn't freeze too much afterwards.
With a shrug she took a step forward, and another, moving into the water until it reached above her knees, not quite touching her thighs. She crouched down, then pushed her body under the shallow water completely, reveling in the sensation. She held herself like that for several moments before straightening so that her head and shoulders were once again above water. She wished she could swim, though the water wasn't really deep enough for that. Iara was from an island, after all, even if her memories of that island were hazy in the way that childhood memories over a decade old tended to be.
She stayed like that, crouching and mostly immersed for several minutes, before grudgingly standing and moving back to the edge of the water. Her clothes, soaked now, clung to her frame, felt heavy. She turned to look back at the canine curiously.
"So what's your deal anyway?" she asked, and, after a moment, sighed. "It's too bad you can't talk."
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