She was happy to be rid of the necklace and finally be able to say that she lost it if a dragon had it. She wondered what he would think if he knew that the king thought that a gift like that ment that the woman he gave it to should jump into bed witth him. Or in the horse stables he was barely modest and she was amazed at ho the citizens didn't know about it. Clara stood ignoring the fact that he knew her greatest fear as best that she could. "Well the gentelmen you is creepy and the pervy you is annoying. Do you have a middle ground?" She asked though she wasn't really looking for an answer as she unknowingly rested her hand on the hilt of her sword out of habit. She turned to go head to the water but stopped looking back at him, "oh and don't call me sunshine either and if I see you're scaley hide at all I will make sure to do something that will piss you off and make me laugh."<br/><br/>She didn't say what that was just to keep some mystery about herself. She would just get close to him like she just had earliy except this time prick him with her knife. She would have six blissful hours of silence as he sat whereever she left him completely paralized but aware. She made her way down the tunnel he had pointed out earlier with her sword a blaze and soon heard the water before seeing it. She wasn't afraid it her feet could tounch the ground, but she was only going to go waist deep. She would only go in the water at all if she found a dead spot where the current was non-existant.<br/><br/>It took her maybe three minutes to find what she was looking for, but even then she was iffy and worried about that pervy dragon. She had no choice though since she was covered in blood that was both hers and her enimies. Her hair also needed to be rinsed along with her armor and blades. So after making sure that he didn't see art she began to undo the buckles of her armor until all she had on was a bra and underwear. Both were black and she silently cursed her armor for fitting like normal cloths. She would have to clean the armor first if she wanted it to be dry when she got out. So se got to it and after five or six minutes it was clean and laid out on a rock.<br/><br/>Next was her turn.... She looked around again and didn't see Art so she removed her unmentionables and placed them by her armor. She shivered already feeling cold without her magic armor but she got into the water anyway. She had picked a spot surrounded by rocks a liitle farther down the tunnel. There was no current since it was almost completely surrounded. She sighed as she made herself ignore the cold and dunk her head under to get her hair wet. Her sword was the only thing giving her any light and it made her nervous to be alone, but she wasn't going to call for Art. So she cleaned out some of her still healing woulds that were almost healed along with the dirt and dust she had acccumilated while sleeping on the ground. She then sighed as she leaned her arms on the rocky surface where her sword stood sticking out of the ground. She should head back soon before Art starts thinking she ran off...