She had climbed onto him and touched his scales then his frills, before she tightly grabbed onto his frill. He held back a wince and the knee jerk reaction a dragon gets when their frills are roughly handled. "Are you sure this isn't hurting you?" she had asked and he looked behind at her, his eyes clear and a soft smile on his lips, "I am sure."<br/><br/>He could feel how her being up there felt right, that something needed to happen and this was only a token of what was to come. He could feel her getting her seat and legs comfortable to how she was sitting. It was almost as if her legs melded with his shoulders, where she sat. A perfect fit. "Ok, I'm as ready as I'll ever be....Just tell me if you are going under for whatever reason first okay?" He nodded while saying, 'I promise." When she tightened her grip with her hands and legs he knew she was ready.<br/><br/>He started walking towards the water, his gate matching a walking horses. The water splashed with every step he took. He kept looking back at her he knew she was there, he could feel every shift she made, even the small shivers.<br/><br/>He kept up the calm walk deeper into the river, He stopped when the river was reaching her knees. "How long can you hold your breath?" he asked her. "Just so I know how long to stay under?"