The way Mia's face lit up as he promised they wouldn't miss the Trash Panda's show was breathtaking. The little siren trilled again as the elf pressed a kiss to her nose and her lips, and a song formed in the air as her happiness radiated outwards from their embrace. Anyone within about 20-30 yards or so might feel themselves joyful with no apparent cause.  She wasn't particularly aware that her ability was activated, but as Quercus spoke of getting cleaned up and pushed her back into the tent, it sparked conscious thought in the alluring beauty and she giggled, flouncing around in their clothing. "Okay! " she chirped, rustling through the belongings to find her 'smell good' stuff that she preferred. Coming up with an armful of product and her brush, she moved forward in a crab walk, emerging from the tent.<br/><br/>"Yes, a bath, a bath and food!" she sang gleefully in response to his comments and suggestions, not at all minding the fatherly tone in which he spoke. It had never occurred to her that it mattered whether he was so much older than her or not. By human standards, her 125 years would be positively ancient, but for her kind, she was still very much a young adult. Another thing that didn't matter to the happy go lucky girl was clothing. Honestly, she hated it. Land dwellers were obsessed with covering their bodies with, in her opinion, itchy, scratchy and useless items that got heavy in water. The only concession she made to clothing was public areas in town. Even wearing a bikini at the beach seemed pointless to her, but after nearly getting accosted by the land dweller authorities, she had taken to wearing it.  Here however, in the raucous revelry of the festival, no one cared. So she thought nothing of exiting their nest without a scrap of clothing on.<br/><br/>Upon hearing him ask if she was ready, she nodded, piping up with " Yes, all set!" The siren was blissfully unaware of the observations of her lover, all thoughts on bathing and food, and maybe other things, but mostly those. Certainly not on whether things were amiss with their surroundings. A hand slipped into his, squeezing it gently and a pair of warm brown eyes focused on his hazel ones. "Let's go!" And she was off, practically dragging her companion toward the river with zero chill in her step. Mia approached life with unrelenting exuberance, always. Even the smallest pleasures such as a bath were met with her infectious enthusiasm, and as she sped along the path, her thoughts turned as rambly as her plan had been. Fairy snacks. crowd surfing, hot uninhibited sex with Quercus..it all mashed together in her brain as one emotion: Happy.<br/><br/>As they reached the riverbank, she cheered and dropped most of her collection, still brandishing her body wash as a beeline was made for the crystal clear water. And just as her toe dipped into the water, she suddenly stiffened, a sinuous whisper floating through her mind.<em>Mirarea Loremara, daughter of the tides.. </em>She squeaked aloud, letting go of Quercus and spinning in place. "Did you hear that?!" she asked, a hint of puzzlement in her tone, but not fear. Just curiosity. "So weirrdd.." she added, gazing at him and smiling. "Coming in, love? I'll wash that sparkly off you.." And just like that, the moment was forgotten and she was back to fun.