"That does not sound like me at all, I am most mild-mannered." Even she cannot keep a straight face at the end of that claim, a little snort of laughter escaping and eyes gleaming with mirth.
But then Faramir is lowering them down, and though Éowyn does not protest or struggle, she does cling to him a little tighter and makes a face as the water envelops her legs and backside -- an unpleasant sensation! Luckily it lasts but a moment -- and all the way up to her waist, her sodden shift sticking to her like a second skin. Also a mildly unpleasant sensation... Lips pinched, she makes a tiny noise from her throat, a tight hum; like she can't decide whether she likes this or not. But at least she is not fleeing wildly, so this could be counted as progress?
one quick tag back before bed!!
But then Faramir is lowering them down, and though Éowyn does not protest or struggle, she does cling to him a little tighter and makes a face as the water envelops her legs and backside -- an unpleasant sensation! Luckily it lasts but a moment -- and all the way up to her waist, her sodden shift sticking to her like a second skin. Also a mildly unpleasant sensation... Lips pinched, she makes a tiny noise from her throat, a tight hum; like she can't decide whether she likes this or not. But at least she is not fleeing wildly, so this could be counted as progress?