Lawrence
Ah those magic words! What was it about him and water? First the beach and now this canal! It was so tempting, so nice! But looks were deceiving and Kael had to be careful. It might be that he trusted this man, it might be the wine hitting his system, maybe a bit of both. But those words were like permission granted! The prophet smiled like an excited child and looked away from the old elf. "I'm a strong swimmer, you'll see." Just, with all his stuff, it might weigh him down. So, Kael would start to take layers off, but would keep his pants on. He was of a lean build under those robes and his skin held a few scars. Nothing to show he was beaten within an inch of his life, but almost strategically placed so he learned the first time. The prophet wasn't rebellious or stupid, he was a child taken from his family and had to be corrected. He still remembered it all, though it was locked away in the past, for now. So long as he did what he was told... Thanks to that wine and company though, his worries about his master and his guards seemed to have vanished. Kael left his robes and shoes on the ground and quickly looked for a place to wade on into the canal. If he couldn't find one, well, he'd just jump in and hope for the best. That is, if Roth didn't push him in first.
Bertha
Rothimas somehow managed NOT to kick Kael into the canal despite his strong desire to. He crossed his arms against his bird like chest and watched the other as he explored. Scars? An interesting addition to his knowledge about Kael. "So, what do you think of Miller Dale?" He questioned before an evil idea popped into his head. Perhaps he should take him to Tidehaven and sacrifice him to the sea hag that had been turning people into fish folk who then swam out and worshipped a greater god that lay nestled deep in the sea...
Lawrence
Kael managed to wade about waist deep in without trouble. Oh if only he dug into those thoughts! Right now though, he was a mundane, childish man playing in the canal. Was this what freedom felt like? It was wonderful! He loved this water and didn't want to leave it! He loved this place and the food, wine, company... "I love it here!" He said a bit loudly before plowing back into the water. It was cold, but he didn't care! "Come in Rothimas, this is fun!" With how thin the elf looked, Kael wondered if he would melt away in the water. Maybe it wasn't a good idea...