11-21-2016, 02:41 AM
"I'm a terrible swimmer usually. I got by last time because Proteus helped me." Greyson smiled warmly. "Greyson, but everyone tends to call me Grey." Greyson slunk back against the wall, sighing. "Maybe. I mean... I don't live here. I live far from here. Even if we were ever seriously mates, I get the feeling sticking around here wouldn't be safe at all. We've got so many differences." Greyson was a bit worried about the babies too; were they going to be brought up in seas that were this full of trouble? He pressed a hand against his aching back and grimaced. "We should figure something out, just in case."