<div align="center"><em>Clint and Chloe heading up to the surface. </em></div><hr/>Bending to the side to retrieve his green glowing dagger he wiped the much off on his thigh before slipping playfully behind her back and ran the sharpened blade up her body slowly. The mud collected at the edges, stopping shy from the under side of her breasts before he wiped it clean across her belly once more with a control that would leave not even leave a hairline scratch on her skin. If he wanted it to cut he could, but it was more fun to toy with the idea that he might and could.<br/>"This old thing..."<br/>His lips whispered into the back of her neck, biting into the skin before he turned her to face him, caressing her chin with his fingers as the other hand slid the dagger back into its sheath. A kiss was taken from her lips, most likely it would be the last exchange they would make after going separate ways after getting to the surface.<br/>"Be lucky I am not the one to take advantage of an unarmed "Hero"."<br/>How he hated that word, more so then some of the ones Cecilia instead on using. Taking a deep breath of air he waited for the bubble to collapse and prepare to swim back to the surface to retreat to his cabin for the night.<br/>