A hot sun with cool water, by a secluded beach while naked with his lover. For Théadan this felt like such a perfect little moment to appreciate to its fullest. Navia even remarked at how content he appeared sitting there in the surf, with just his head poking out of the water. She talked about what they might be able to see in such clear seas, describing a memory she had with her brother, making him curious what a seastar might look like. He looked down through the clear water to see if he could spot any of the creatures she had described, but all he could see was sand, a little seaweed and the suns reflections sparkling in the waves.<br/><br/>Théadan's eyes remained glued to the water, trying to spot the sealife that were bound to be around, right until Navia said something purposefully designed to provoke him, once again referring him to a kitten. He rolled his eyes at her with a groan, still playing her games, of course Navia couldn't rest idle for long, not when he was there to be toyed with. "That's because I'm not-" A splash of water drenched his face stopping his rebuttal dead in its tracks. He would have adopted his usual approach of ignoring Navia's initial attempt to provoke him, and seek revenge at the first available opportunity, but Navia did not stop, instead splashing him as much as she could while he was still sat in the water.<br/><br/>He couldn't let that stand, Théadan had to find some way of getting back at Navia in equal measure, so he was pulling himself back up to stand as quick as the water would allow him to move. It seemed to give Navia all the time she needed to turn and flee in the opposite direction, knowing all too well he would seek to get a hold of her and use his greater strength against her. When it came to movement the water was a great equaliser. He had every confidence he could catch Navia on land, but even with just their legs submerged it made movement very difficult regardless of muscle. "Why is it, I'm always the one getting splashed?" He called out after her, making every effort to catch up to Navia so he could take his revenge on her. "You show me something beautiful, I try to soak it in and appreciate it, and you ruin my serenity by splashing me!" Those moments never seemed to last long in Navia's presence, she was a restless sort, he decided, one who took a great thrill in the torment of others, and tormenting him was the very height of her thrill.<br/><br/>Théadan chased after her, their waists submerging in the water as he tried desperately to catch up to her. If she made it to deeper water where she could swim, and he could not, he would never stand a chance. But then the point of these games always seemed to involve him catching her in the end. Her pause to look over her shoulder and see how far behind he was gave Théadan a little opportunity to close the gap on her, Navia was almost within reach now, but still the water slowed him down enough that it felt as though she would always just be out of reach of his fingertips. He wasn't even sure what he was going to do to her when he caught her, but he still had to try. "Come back here!"<br/>Théadan called, making one last effort to catch her, trying to leap up and forward to get as much of himself out the water, and give him enough forward momentum to allow his extra reach to catch Navia. His hands fell short though, unable to grab around her waist, he had to use the very tips of his fingers to even graze across her skin. All Théadan really succeeded in doing was taking a swipe at her butt as he splashed down into the water, submerging himself in the process.