    Atchmon didn't bother looking at her again until she made it underneath the falls a time later. Rarity sat across from him where the falls were less intense, letting the warm summer water wash over her aching body. She could practically feel the sweat, grime and stress of the last couple days falling off her coat. Rarity relaxed as she let the large droplets pelt and spatter off the top of her head, before raising up and letting the falls do the same for her face.