[Okay, okay, he thought as he dropped his attempt to reveal her face. Apparently the need to remain as a shark was strong, and there was no need to disturb the peace on that matter. He stood up and then stepped away so that he could shed his jacket and hang it over the back of a kitchen chair.
He returned to the couch and seated himself on the arm that she had just slithered down on the couch for further lounging. He stroked his fingers down the scarred side of his face, watching her on the couch.]
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He returned to the couch and seated himself on the arm that she had just slithered down on the couch for further lounging. He stroked his fingers down the scarred side of his face, watching her on the couch.]
So, how were the hot springs?