His laughter was infectious. It didn’t take long for Nalia to start laughing with him. The last time she pulled a stunt like that she was just a teenager, and if she remembered correctly, her sister had the same reaction then as she did now. “She’ll recover, don’t worry. Hahaha.”<br/><br/>Still laughing, she felt his arms around her, lifting her into the air. Oh...oh she knew what he was doing before he even managed to accomplish it, but it didn’t matter. His arms were already on her, and even though she tried to swat him away, her hands slapping at his shoulders and arms yelling out “no’s” through fits of giggles, she was already tossed back into the water with a splash. It didn’t take long for her to resurface and exact her revenge. With a fiendish gleam in her eye, she came at him with a yell, but still smiling brightly, to push him down under the water with all her body weight, hands on his shoulders, chest over his head.<br/><br/>(OOC:<a class="username" data-user-id="3476" data-username="@tristyn grace tucker" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3476/">@tristyn grace tucker</a>not sure if you’ve seen anything, but Galen is still talking to you)