"Oh, good, you aren't hurt." Sevy breathed softly, and then got a better look at the merfrog. He smiled warmly and had the sudden urge to pat her head, which he eventually gave in to.
"Hello, Siren! It's nice to meet you. I'm Sevy. And no, I'm Tamika's..." he shot her a hesitant glance, and a flash of uncertainty crossed his face. "Friend. I'm her friend. But yes, we do both have wings, if that's what you're referring to."
He spread said wings and gave them a little flap, scattering more droplets. In turn, he gave his head a little shake, his wet hair flying.
Tamika grabbed his sleeve gently and tugged him closer to the edge, a soft fondness playing around her otherwise stoic expression.
"Y'know, getting out of the fountain may aid in the drying process. Just a suggestion." She chided lightly.
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